Jonas Quinn (Corin Nemec): Hey Major? How do I know what color to wear?
Carter: We call each other every morning.
Carter: Sir, the X-301 was a modified glider. Now while many of the 302’s systems were retro-engineered from Goa’uld technology, it is entirely human-built.
O’Neill: So was the Titanic.
Hammond: Colonel Chekov feels that as a symbol of our joint efforts a Russian officer should be assigned to join SG-1.
O’Neill: Over my rotting corpse, sir.
Hammond: Colonel.
O’Neill: I’m sorry, did I say that out loud?
Hammond: I said I would discuss it with you and that I was sure you would give it some careful thought.
O’Neill: And that I will, General, but I’m still pretty sure I’ll say, “Bite me.”
Carter: Jonas, I understand why you want to join SG-1. And I’m sorry, but, I just don’t see it happening.
O’Neill: Hammond is insisting SG-1 needs a sociopolitical nerd to offset our overwhelming coolness.
Teal’c: Have you considered Jonas Quinn?
O’Neill: Now I know you’ve been practicing but I still can’t tell. Is that a joke?
Carter: Teal’c’s not exactly an open book.
Quinn: Still. I’m usually much better at reading people.
Chekov: Major! Why was I not informed about the X-302?
Quinn: For example, it might not be obvious to everyone but this man is actually very upset.
Teal’c: Rya’c!
Rya’c: You dare show your face here? She is dead because of you.
Bra’tac: Teal’c chose your mother’s fate no more than he chose his own. We are all victims of the Goa’uld.
Teal’c: No Master Bra’tac, Rya’c is correct. I have failed both he and his mother.
Bra’tac: The boy passes judgment without ever having fought a single battle. to Rya’c: Hm? Fighting a war that appears unwinnable does not make one’s cause less noble.
Bra’tac: He directs his malice towards you because he believes you doubt him as much as he doubts himself.
Teal’c: Why would he believe such a thing?
Bra’tac: Because you are his father. And you have not told him otherwise.
McKay: Still sexy as ever, I see.
Carter: What are you doing here?
McKay: Well there’s no point in building Naquadah reactors for Russia if there isn’t going to be a Russia, is there.
Murphy: I assume you were briefed on the way here.
Carter: Briefly.
Carter: Inertial dampeners.
O’Neill: Cool… and check.
Carter: Engines.
O’Neill: All check. Phasers?
Carter: Sorry, Sir.
O’Neill: I’m going to go eat some cake.
Carter: I think I’ll join you.
Anubis: Prepare to meet your doom.
O’Neill: Oh please. Who talks like that?