Nein, keine Sorge. Da wurde nicht Mist gebaut. Es wurde in der letzten Folge gesagt, dass dieser Stuhl der Vorläufer von der "Hand die aus der Wand kommt" (um deine Worte zu gebrauchen) ist. Quasi dir Urversion dieses "neuralen Interfaces". Dieser Stuhl ist nicht der Vorläufer des Stuhls zum Drohnen abfeuern. Du kannst also deine CAPSLOCK wieder ausschalten
Hier haben wir das Gespräch das Gemeint ist. Ich hab es mal in ein Spoiler Tag gepackt, damit es nicht Zu viel Platz weg nimmt. Kann also rein geguckt werden, es Spoilert nicht
SpoilerYOUNG: Neural interface?
RUSH: A precursor to an Ancient device SG-1 discovered several years ago. A repository of knowledge that can be literally downloaded into one's mind.
YOUNG: And you think this is one of those things?
RUSH: Within that knowledge may be the master code to unlock the ship's core systems: navigation, propulsion ...
YOUNG: You're sure?
RUSH: Well, we can't be certain ‘til someone actually sits in the Chair.
GREER: It looks like it holds you down and shoots bolts into your head.
RUSH: These are merely electrodes allowing the transfer of data.
YOUNG: Do you know what a device like this did to General O'Neill?
RUSH: The sheer amount of information overwhelmed him, yes.
YOUNG: It damn near killed him, is what it did.
RUSH: It led to incredible discoveries.
YOUNG: And it damn near killed him. In fact, the only thing we know for sure is an Ancient device like this is pretty much a death sentence. Nobody sits in this thing.
(He turns to Greer.)
YOUNG: I want guard detail posted.
RUSH: So what are we to do, Colonel? Just ignore what this Chair can do?
YOUNG: I'm not telling you to ignore it. I'm telling you to study it without sitting in it.
RUSH: Look, Colonel, this pre-dates those found in the Milky Way. I'd be willing to bet the effects are far less severe.
(Young walks closer to him.)
YOUNG: Would you bet your own life?
(Rush looks away.)
YOUNG: So you're fine as long as someone else volunteers.
(Greer gazes at the Chair thoughtfully.)
GREER: Well, if it means getting these people home, I'll sit in the damned thing.
(Vanessa James' voice comes over the radio.)
JAMES: Colonel Young, come in?
YOUNG (into radio): Go ahead.
JAMES (over radio): Colonel Telford's in the Communications Lab. He switched bodies with Scott and he wants to talk to you.
YOUNG (into radio): I'm on my way.
RUSH: Colonel, so far I've only managed to access portions of Destiny's database. We still can't actually control the ship.
YOUNG: Even if we could turn this thing around right now and head back to Earth, how long would that take? Another million years? Rush, you want this Chair to be some kind of wonderful discovery, that's fine. Prove it. You prove we can use it safely to do something we actually need it to do. Until then ... (sternly) ... no-one goes near.
(Unhappily, Rush nods his agreement.)