Mm-hm.
I must admit that, given the way the Scoobies have approached and reacted to this situation, I was very actively hoping for something more along the lines of:
"Mister Harris," General Hammond said softly, on returning to the room a few minutes later, "I'm prepared to grant that your people and the things they fight are genuine. I'm prepared to grant that you have a right to your grievance over the people you lost in Cuba. I am even prepared to admit that, at this point, I have no way of disabusing you of your illusions of moral superiority to the law." He paused for a moment, as though to invite a reply, then continued in a voice that, while still quiet, was far harsher. "Given your ability to infiltrate our computer systems, there were a great number of other ways you could have reacted to this situation. But you did not. And what that says about your character and the character of your organization leaves me the responsibility of informing you that the widespread revelation of our work is a possibility that, while troublesome, is hardly unanticipated.
"No secret can be kept forever; the more you have, the more aware of that you become. And, son, submitting to the determinations of an untrustworthy outside force is not a price we are prepared to pay for keeping ours." Then he stood and nodded politely to Faith and Xander, eyes very hard. "The Stargate Program and the United States Government in general do not negotiate with terrorists, Mister Harris. Have a nice day."
And then he turned and walked out.
I'm not quite to the point of throwing my hands up over this, but it doesn't strike me as a well-chosen direction for the plot to have taken.
Ja, -n
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"I'm terribly sorry, but I have to kill you quite horribly now."
I must admit that, given the way the Scoobies have approached and reacted to this situation, I was very actively hoping for something more along the lines of:
"Mister Harris," General Hammond said softly, on returning to the room a few minutes later, "I'm prepared to grant that your people and the things they fight are genuine. I'm prepared to grant that you have a right to your grievance over the people you lost in Cuba. I am even prepared to admit that, at this point, I have no way of disabusing you of your illusions of moral superiority to the law." He paused for a moment, as though to invite a reply, then continued in a voice that, while still quiet, was far harsher. "Given your ability to infiltrate our computer systems, there were a great number of other ways you could have reacted to this situation. But you did not. And what that says about your character and the character of your organization leaves me the responsibility of informing you that the widespread revelation of our work is a possibility that, while troublesome, is hardly unanticipated.
"No secret can be kept forever; the more you have, the more aware of that you become. And, son, submitting to the determinations of an untrustworthy outside force is not a price we are prepared to pay for keeping ours." Then he stood and nodded politely to Faith and Xander, eyes very hard. "The Stargate Program and the United States Government in general do not negotiate with terrorists, Mister Harris. Have a nice day."
And then he turned and walked out.
I'm not quite to the point of throwing my hands up over this, but it doesn't strike me as a well-chosen direction for the plot to have taken.
Ja, -n
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"I'm terribly sorry, but I have to kill you quite horribly now."