INT. LADY OF SLAUGHTER/CORRIDOR – SUNSET
Semi-conscious, Feretti finds Sihathor dragging him by the leg through a corridor in the pyramid ship. Gazing up, he is mortified as he passes through a quartet of creatures – creatures with bodies of flesh but mechanical heads akin to Sihathor’s, their gemlike eyes glowing a fierce green within the recesses of their felinoid faces.
INT. LADY OF SLAUGHTER/BEDROOM – SUNSET
Coming to the entrance to a grand, opulently-furnished bedroom, Sihathor releases Feretti, depositing him there in the threshold. Stepping deep inside the bedroom, he comes to a quite spacious bed and kneels down before it, supplicating himself to the occupant reclining beneath the covers. Cautiously raising his head, Feretti watches as the individual atop the bed sits up with fluid, cat-like grace, casting a clear silhouette of exemplary femininity.
The silhouette apparently catches notice of Feretti’s voyeurism, for with one subtle tilt of its head, Sihathor turns right around, gazing upon the human with his turquoise eyes burning venomously. Reaching to his thigh, he unholsters his sidearm: a double-barreled over/under energy rifle. Taking aim, the creature of green-black stone triggers the secondary barrel, discharging a beam of blue-green electrical energy right into Feretti’s face with a corresponding ZAT.
EXT. OLD NAGADA – EVENING
Atop one of the hairy pack animals – a mastadge, as Daniel has learned from Sha’ure – the pair has ridden out from Nagada into the deep desert. Before their departure, Daniel put on a fresh shirt and Sha’ure a pair of khaki overalls and boots, preparing them for whatever awaits them out here.
Coming to what appears to be a small, tetrahedral dune, Sha’ure brings the mastadge to a halt and leaps off. Daniel climbing off the mastadge and joining her, Sha’ure directs him over to a small alcove in the dune, where she gets down on her knees and begins clearing out sand. With Daniel’s assistance, a sufficient amount of sand is cleared out in short order, revealing that the recess is actually a window – a window in the top floor of an ancient building which has lain submerged in the desert sands since time immemorable.
INT. RUINS/ENTRANCE ROOM – EVENING
Igniting the oil in a pair of lanterns, Sha’ure and Daniel enter through the window. Sweeping his lantern about, Daniel casts light into each and every nook and cranny of this room he is in. Though empty and featureless save for the sand which has crept in and accumulated upon the floor over the uncounted centuries, an open doorway leads out into darkness, promising greater discoveries beyond.
DANIEL: What is this place?
Taking the lead, Sha’ure directs Daniel through the doorway.
INT. RUINS/HALL OF HIEROGLYPHS – EVENING
Having worked their way down to the bottom floor of this buried ruin, Sha’ure leads Daniel into an old, dusty hallway. While the dry bones of long-dead people litter the floor at odd intervals, Daniel’s more interested in what’s on the walls: lines upon lines of ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs.
DANIEL: (reading the hieroglyphs) Naadas yan tu yeewah. Suma’ehmay ra ma yedat. (beat) Nandas sikma ti yu na’nay ashay.
SHA’URE: Seekhma?
Startled, Daniel turns to Sha’ure.
DANIEL: (points to a drawing of amassed children) Sikma?
SHA’URE: (points at same drawing) Seekhma.
DANIEL: (ecstatic) Yes! Yes, sikma, children! Of course!
Having at last found a common word between them, Daniel singles out another image – an image of the cat-headed goddess Ubaste.
DANIEL: Nefer? (beat) Nef-ear? Najfar?
SHA’URE: Neyoum ifar!
DANIEL: Nay-youm-ee-far? (practices saying the word several more times) Sha’ure, teach me to speak. Uh, teach – takera? Tekira? Sha’ure takera Daniel, okay?
SHA’URE: Sha’ure tahki-yeer Daniel.
They both smile.
INT. PALACE OF THE ELDERS/O’NEIL’S SUITE/LIVING ROOM – MORNING
Night has come and gone. With the rising of the three suns, the away team’s third day on the other side of the stargate has been ushered in.
Already awake, O’Neil sits at a small table, absorbed in his thoughts when he hears a KNOCK at the door.
O’NEAL: It’s open.
The door opens a crack and Skarra leans his head inside.
O’NEAL: What is it?
Opening the door wider, Skarra rolls in a service trolley laden with cleaning products and fresh linens. Apparently, Skarra works as a servant here in the palace.
O’NEAL: (waves him inside) Go ahead.
As Skarra goes to work sprucing up the place, he comes across O’Neal’s equipment which has been deposited on the sofa. Poking around in it, he fishes out O’Neal’s lighter. Flipping it open, he tries to make out its function.
O’NEAL: It’s a lighter. (holds out his hand) Here, let me show you.
Coming to the table, Skarra hands the lighter to the colonel. Reaching into his pants, he pulls out his pack of cigarettes and fishes out a cigarette. Flipping open the lighter, he ignites the flame and lights the cigarette.
O’NEAL: (takes a drag) See? Lighter. (hands it to Skarra)
Taking the lighter, Skarra ignites his own flame. Absolutely captivated by this unusual fire-making tool, he smiles.
O’NEAL: (smiles faintly) Yeah, it’s pretty fabulous.
Pointing at O’Neal’s cigarette pack, the Nagadan boy asks him a question.
O’NEAL: (shrugs) Go for it.
Reaching for the pack, Skarra takes one of the cigarettes and lights it. After O’Neal flicks ash away and takes another puff from his smoke, Skarra mirrors his actions – the latter resulting in a violent coughing fit. Throwing the cigarette to the floor and frenetically stamping it out, he looks to O’Neal, disgusted and dumbfounded at the idea that O’Neal could derive any pleasure from inhaling these noxious fumes.
O’NEAL: (smiles) Yeah, you’re right. It’s pretty stupid. (butts out his own cigarette)
When Skarra hands the lighter back to O’Neal, the colonel raises his hand to ward him off.
O’NEAL: Keep it. It’s yours.
Understanding that O’Neal has gifted the lighter to him, Skarra nods his thanks.