"Hosted alien dignitaries. Acquired alien technology. Traveled back in time. Did they really blow up a sun?"
— President Henry Hayes
(SG-1 has secretly boarded Apophis's mothership and wired it with explosives. The ship nears Earth and the team has to blow it up before it attacks, ensuring their own deaths as well)
O'Neill: I guess I'm supposed to say something... profound.
(Daniel, Teal'c, and Carter all listen up)
O'Neill: ... Nothing comes to mind. Let's do it.
"I always have a reason that I'm not required to explain. It's a military thing."
— Colonel Jack O'Neill
(on a Goa'uld prison cell)
O'Neill: Won't be long.
Quinn: For what?
O'Neill: Oh, some overdressed, over-the-top badguy floats in, gloating about whatever evil fate awaits us. (beat) Wait for it... (door opens) See?
"As I said, O'Neill, ours is the only reality of consequence."
— Teal'c, "Point of View"
Jacob: Come on, Sam. It can't be any harder than blowing up a sun.
Sam: You know, you blow up one sun and suddenly everyone expects you to walk on water.
(alien control panel lights up)
Sam: Next step, parting the Red Sea!
Carter: I love what they've done with the place.
O'Neill: (noticing the people in pods) I love what the place has done with them.
Jaffa: No matter what you have endured, you've never experienced the likes of what Anubis is capable of.
O'Neill: You ended that sentence with a preposition... bastard!
"I once did a piece on this war photographer. His name was Martin Kristofski. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. And the day before he was scheduled to leave — the day before, he's out with the unit. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. But suddenly, a Lieutenant pulled him down. And Kristofski — he hadn't intended to take a picture at that moment, but his hands were on the camera and he hit the ground so hard that it just went off. And the picture captured the Lieutenant getting shot in the head. And Kristofski said to me, he said, 'Well, that-that bullet would've hit me, should've hit me.' And he never showed that picture to anyone, not for 25 years. But 25 years later, he got up one morning, and he looked at that picture, and he saw something that wasn't horrific, and he decided to tell the story, because he realized that he hadn't accidentally taken a picture of a man dying. It was of a man saving his life."
— Emmett Bregman