[about Anubis] Has a real flair for the dramatic, doesn't he? Very theatrical.
Yeah, pretty much all the Goa'uld are like that.
But, why wait? Why does this guy show up a day and a half after this all starts to do his whole "prepare to meet your doom" thing?
I don't know, maybe he wanted to make sure it was gonna work.
Yeah, that would be embarrassing, wouldn't it? [pretending to be Anubis] "Nothing can stop the destruction that I bring upon you!" And then the Gate shuts down. [again pretending to be Anubis] "Oops, sorry, never mind."
Yeah, well, that didn't happen, and we only have fifty-four hours left.
[McKay goes to visit Carter in the infirmary, as she recovers from electrical burns]
Oh, man, and I was just starting to feel better.
[takes a deep breath, appearing to be relaxing] I always wanted to be a pianist.
[Thinking McKay said "penis"] Excuse me?
A concert pianist --- you know, a guy who plays the piano [he mimes playing the piano] in front of lots of people?
What did you think I said?
I had a not-so-comfortable childhood. My parents hated each other. Blamed me. Music was my salvation. It had this ... perfect order for me.
[smiles, patronizing] That's nice, really.
When I was 12, my teacher told me to quit. A fine clinical player, he said, but no sense of the art whatsoever.
Why are you telling me this?
I'm just ... trying to bond.
Hospital gowns turn me on. [He smiles] I turned to science because I thought it would be different than music, but it isn't. It's just the same, it's just as much of an art as anything else.
Look, it's not your fault that the EM pulse didn't work.
You're an artist, Major. Maybe the best I've ever seen. I'm just critical because I'm jealous.
I'm touched, really. I wish I had a brilliant plan to draw up for you.
And you're funny, too. Even electrocuted. I mean, I've ... I've got nothing.
You're creeping me out, McKay.
[McKay looks down into the gate room, where Jonas is staring at the gate]
What do you think the little alien guy's doing down there?
[Sam goes down to the gate room]
Bet you regret coming here now.
Can't really look at it that way, can we?
So... what are you doing?
You know, it's the stupidest thing, but it's been bugging me since I got here.
We're inside a mountain. The gate obviously can't fit through any of these doors...
So how did it get in here? The ceiling retracts. [She points] Above it is a shaft that leads to the surface, and inside is a crane mechanism that hoisted the gate down.
Interesting. Does it go up?
[Hammond is packing up his office. O'Neill picks up a lamp.]
You sure you want to take this with you, sir?
GHGen. Hammond
We're closed for business. I was supposed to retire five years ago. We don't know how long it's going to be before we can re-establish the Stargate Program, if ever.
Actually, I just meant, it says "Property of US Air Force" on it.
