-Indeed it is not, O'Neill. It is, however, an ancient Jaffa gullibility cure.
-I hate you.
-Indeed.
-And the Jaffa sense of humor.
-Of this I have no doubt.
[enter Daniel]
-Jaaaack? What are you doing? You know we only have a few hours before the time resets.
-It's an old Jaffa headache cure, Daniel. The slight pressure on the eyeballs has an effect on the blood flow in that area. Kinda like pinching your nose.
-Oh. Makes some sense. Teal'c, hand me those two balls near you. I've got a headache, and I've already had coffee and some Tylenol. Maybe this will help.
[Daniel places balls of paper on his eyes, and leans back. O'Neill sits up and smiles. Teal'c performs a conspiratorial head bow in his direction.]
-Ya know, T-man, I may have spoken in haste just then.
-Indeed.
-[muttered] The Setesh guard's nose drips! Gets funnier every time.
-I have found it to be so, O'Neill.
-Teal'c? Are you sure these pieces of paper weigh the same as whatever the Jaffa use? Because I don't feel like they are making a big difference.
-You must give it time, Daniel Jackson.
[Jack looks at Teal'c. Teal'c calmly returns his gaze. Moving, carefully, quietly, and as one, they stand up and sneak out.]
-How much time?... Teal'c?... How much time?... Guys?...
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-I hate you.
-Indeed.
-And the Jaffa sense of humor.
-Of this I have no doubt.
[enter Daniel]
-Jaaaack? What are you doing? You know we only have a few hours before the time resets.
-It's an old Jaffa headache cure, Daniel. The slight pressure on the eyeballs has an effect on the blood flow in that area. Kinda like pinching your nose.
-Oh. Makes some sense. Teal'c, hand me those two balls near you. I've got a headache, and I've already had coffee and some Tylenol. Maybe this will help.
[Daniel places balls of paper on his eyes, and leans back. O'Neill sits up and smiles. Teal'c performs a conspiratorial head bow in his direction.]
-Ya know, T-man, I may have spoken in haste just then.
-Indeed.
-[muttered] The Setesh guard's nose drips! Gets funnier every time.
-I have found it to be so, O'Neill.
-Teal'c? Are you sure these pieces of paper weigh the same as whatever the Jaffa use? Because I don't feel like they are making a big difference.
-You must give it time, Daniel Jackson.
[Jack looks at Teal'c. Teal'c calmly returns his gaze. Moving, carefully, quietly, and as one, they stand up and sneak out.]
-How much time?... Teal'c?... How much time?... Guys?...