
Jack n dogs Jack: What was I thinking? Have you ever seen a dog? Dogs are my favorite people. Some have tails, some don't. Not a lot of purple dogs, but...
Jack: Personally, I like things the way they are. No more saving the world, just a nice pond with no pesky fish in it, and the single most pressing issue in my life is whether or not to get a dog.
Carter: So, when did you decide against getting a dog?
Jack: I'm still thinking about it.
Jack: Dogs sniff each other's butts, and they're friends for life. We still keep them as pets.

Jack n fishing Jack: Well, if playing with your little reactor sounds better than exploring the lakes and natural beauty of northern Minnesota, there's not much I can do.
Sam: Was that an invitation, Sir?
Jack: Nothing wrong with that, is there? Couple of co-workers, friends if you will, fishing. It'd be fun.
Teal'c: There appears to be no fish here, O'Neill.
Jack: T, it's not about the actual fish themselves. The fish are not important in this context, it's about fish-ing. The act of fishing.
Teal'c: I see.
Jack: Personally, I like things the way they are. No more saving the world, just a nice pond with no pesky fish in it
Jack: Do you know what the Goa'uld really want from us? Minnesota, that's what. For the fishing, mostly. I'll take you some time.
Tyler: Fishing?
Jack: Oh, yeah. Ask Teal'c. He can't get enough.
Sam: You know I'm planning on studying the device.
Jack: Yes. There's always *something*.
Sam: Oh come on, sir. We both know the only reason you asked is because you knew I already had plans.
Jack: No, really. I think you should come. Fish. Fish some *more*.
Jonas: So this is what you do on your downtime, huh?
Sam: Well, Colonel O'Neill asked me to go fishing with him, but to be honest I find this more relaxing.
Teal'c: We have caught nothing. We are fishing.  Teal'c: Colonel O'Neill?
O'Neill: Lucy! I'm home!
Teal'c: I am not Lucy.
...
O'Neill: No, no, come on, I'm fine. I'm back to being myself. Just open up.
Teal'c: I cannot be certain you are back to being yourself. You referred to me as 'Lucy.' O'Neill: Holey smoke, Bullwinkle!
O'Neill: Well, I wasn't going to let you die, Lieutenant. That's, like, a ton of paperwork.
Tyler: Paperwork?
O'Neill: It's a joke. My way of deflecting attention from my own obvious heroism. You'll get used to it.

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