Five-Minute Stargate


Five-Minute Stargate SG-1: "Divide and Conquer"

by The One The Asgard Call O'Pipp

ANISE: Damn. I forgot to put almost all my clothes on this morning. Maybe no one will notice if I stay reeeally quiet.

O'NEILL: Nope, we can't do Tuesday. The president is busy lying to the people of our world.
MARTOUF: Remind me again, why did we ally our superior selves with these people?
ANISE: The delicious chocolatey snacks.

PER'SUS: Yo, any Zatarcs round here?
GRAHAM: Yup.. Aw, damn. I suppose I may as well go on a killing spree now.
[ZAP ZAP ZAP ZAP ZAP ZAP!]
PER'SUS: [SINGING] Everybody loves the Tok'ra, so why don't you?

MARTOUF: You suck.
ANISE: Do not.
MARTOUF: Do too.
ANISE: Do NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT.
CARTER: Yo, Tok'ra, are we gonna stand around here arguing all day or... no, sorry, stupid question.

MARTOUF: Anise has devised a way of testing for Zatarcs.
ANISE: Would all the Zatarcs in the room please raise their hands?..... No, okay, will all the Zatarcs in the room please go on a killing spree?
ZATARCS, VARIOUS: 'Kay.
O'NEILL: It's safe to say that I'm feeling less than optimistic about this...

O'NEILL: So, how does this work again?
CARTER: I dunno. Just look at the swirly thing.
O'NEILL: Ah.. swirls..
TEAL'C: Swirly. I mean, indeed.

MARTOUF: These clothes are so last year. I'm so glad I'm dying at the end of this episode.

ASTOR: ....then I shot the Jaffa. Yay me!
ANISE: You are lying.
ASTOR: How do you know?
ANISE: Stargate Rule #19653: It is impossible for any team except SG-1 to be successful on a mission.
ASTOR: 'Kay, can I go mad now?
ANISE: Knock yourself out.
ASTOR: I'd prefer to kill myself.
[ZAP!]

CARTER:... then we found the ruby slippers.
O'NEILL: .. and ate the magic jub jub flowers.
CARTER:... suddenly we found ourselves back in Kansas.
HAMMOND: Sounds believable to me.

ANISE: 'Kay: you're both Zatarcs.
O'NEILL: That's not fair! I had my fingers crossed when I said I didn't like Carter!

CARTER: Hey! I'm so not a Zatarc!
O'NEILL: Me neither.
CARTER: *AHEM* Can we focus on MY pain here?

O'NEILL: Hey, what happens if I am meant to kill you?
ANISE: Not possible.
O'NEILL: Damn... I mean, uh... great.
ANISE: Hey, Freya likes you, but Anise prefers Daniel.
O'NEILL: It's true, four out of five Goa'uld do prefer Jackson!

MARTOUF: Hey Sam, don't die.
CARTER: Aw, how sweet, you'd miss me!
MARTOUF: Actually, you're the one who signs my pay check.

JACKSON: These are the moments I'm going to miss most.
O'NEILL: What, the ones were you're all earnest and I'm all sarcastic?
JACKSON: No, the ones were I learn somebody has a crush on me. What else did Anise say about me?

DR. F: 'Kay, lets sedate them.
HAMMOND: Uh, are you sure that's wise?
DR. F: No, but I want to use my chemistry set.

O'NEILL: 'Kay, lets go be sedated.
DR. F: I've had a little "accident" with the needles. It should be sedative, but tell me if it feels a little lethal, 'kay?
O'NEILL: Riiiiiight. I pick door number 2, "death by 'shippers."

DR. F: So, O'Neill's gonna go play with "Tok'ra Barbie". Tell me if this isn't "Sedative."
[UKNOWN TO DR. F, THE SEDATIVE HAD BEEN LACED BY 'SHIPPERS WITH CHEMICAL X, KNOWN TO CAUSE A 'SHIPPY REACTION.]
CARTER: Wait! Wait! We need to set up "Window of Opportunity."

TEAL'C: Seeing as I serve no useful purpose in this episode, I'm gonna watch you confess.
CARTER: What do you mean "In this episode"?

ANISE: So, what were you feeling at that moment?
O'NEILL: I was thinking, "maybe I can go get a hamburger later."
['SHIPPERS LOAD GUNS.]
O'NEILL: "...with Carter" Boy, does she like hamburgers.

ANISE: Your turn to confess your feelings and be subjected to many more 'shippy dialogues, Major.
CARTER: Uh... commercial break time, yeah, that should stick.

CARTER: Wait! What if Martouf is the Zatarc?
HAMMOND: Surely they wouldn't have a plot device quite as obvi... *sigh*. Let's go save the world again.
O'NEILL: Hey, Minnesota can look after itself.

EXTRA: Sir--
JACKSON: Shut up! We have to pay $473 every time someone talks!
EXTRA #1: 'Kay.
EXTRA #2: What if we cough, sir?
EXTRA #3: Or get injured by alien tech... no, wait, that's your job.
JACKSON: You have a point to this?
EXTRA #4: Nope, but don't look now, Martouf's going mad.

GOOD MARTOUF: Love, love, peace, love.
EVIL ZATARC MARTOUF: Death, death, pain, death... Do you like my ring?
JACKSON: Hey, Martouf, why'd you wanna shoot "The President"?
MARTOUF: The Tok'ra have this thing about capitalization.

HAMMOND: Hey guys, it's "THE PRESIDENT."
JACKSON: Ooo! Ooo! Can I make the little bunny sign?
MARTOUF: Why do I always pick the worst time to go on a killing spree? Ah, well..
[ZIP ZAP ZIPPITY ZAP!]

MARTOUF: Samantha..
CARTER: 'Kay, I'll shoot you.
[ZAP!]
MARTOUF: I was going to say: Samantha, don't shoot... GAK!
CARTER: Ooopsie.
O'NEILL: I don't suppose I could get a date tonight?


THE END

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