"Silence of the Lambs" meets "The X-Files." But stupid. And boring.

When we miss a week of recording because Kathy is sick, we get by with a little help from our friend, ChatGPT. Enjoy this holiday/SGC-themed diversion.

Pwalter explains his job. Teal'c has no comment. Jack hates Kinsey and loves Mary Steenburgen. Bregman hangs in hallways. We're off to a fun start but it all goes downhill from there.

The Jaffa don't trust the Tok'ra or Tau'ri. The Tok'ra don't trust the Tau'ri or Jaffa. The Tau'ri don't trust the Jaffa or the Tok'ra. Nobody trusts Jacob. Probably because he doesn't drink coffee.

Sam and Daniel are both bad at relationships but for totally different reasons. Teal'c shows off his bench-pressing prowess. Also Jack is there.

Everything's fine. We just don't talk about some things. It's fine.

We finally learn the secret that everyone has been dying to know: the full lyrics to 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star." Then it's just an episode of "Star Trek: Strange New Worlds" minus the whimsy.

Burke makes it rain (Zombie Chalo).vvDaniel plays with his shoe. Anubis likes to connect face to liquid filled hood. Things have gotten weird.

Yes, another "Chekhov's" title. There's an Indiana Jones movie inside this Stargate episode. Mary shares some of the many ways the heart will kill you. Kathy definitely said Ham(m).

We suddenly learn that, this whole time all the Jaffa, including Teal'c, have been doing it wrong because a real Jaffa would never kill another Jaffa under any circumstances. And Mary can only get through talking about this boring episode by pretending all the characters are fat bears.