Stargate SG-1: Trial by Fire: SG1-1

An ear-splitting crack and dust and morsels of shattered stone
rained down from the lintel above her head.

"Bloody Nora!" Siobhan Kelly jerked around.

"Do I have your attention now?" That nasty black box of a
gun draped across his midriff, he came swaggering towards her
like something out of those Rambo films and had the nerve to
grin.

"You shot at me!"

"I didn't shoot at you. If I'd shot at you, you wouldn't be
complaining."

This wasn't funny. "Of all the

"Ah!" A surprisingly elegant hand flew up and he took off
his sunglasses, hard and angry eyes belying the grin. "In case
you hadn't noticed, Professor, we're not in Kansas anymore.
Carter here explained a few facts to you just now, but maybe
you didn't get the message. So -"

"Oh please! I've been conducting excavations since before
you were an itch in your daddy's trousers. Do you have any
idea of who I am?"

"One huge honkin' pain in the mikta. I, on the other hand, am
the guy who's under orders to bring you back in one piece, and
if you interrupt me again I'll gag you. We didn't get a chance
to introduce ourselves, so, for the record, I'm Colonel Jack
O'Neill. Colonel means you'll do exactly as I tell you when
I tell you, and if I'm not around, you'll listen to Major Carter.
Are we clear on this?"