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(woman) We're so sorry, Becky.

If there's anything we can do for
you, anything at all, just let us know.

(Becky) Thank you so much.

It would have
meant a lot to him.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you for coming.

Mrs Crouch, I'm
sorry for your loss.

Thank you, Mr...?

Johnson.

I worked briefly
with your husband.

I was impressed by him.

Very much so.

Thank you.

Sorry.

Hell of a Christmas, Raymond.

He's at peace now.

That's one small
comfort to be drawn.

Didn't even leave a note.

I am the resurrection and the life. He
that believeth in Me, though he were dead,

yet shall he live.

Whosoever liveth and
believeth in Me shall never die.

(continues reciting verse)

He that believeth in Me,
though he were dead,

yet shall he live.

(phone rings)

Thank you, ma'am.

- Are you with the FBI too?
- Yes, sir.

Look, I know my job.
The man was deceased.

- I'm sorry?
- I understand that he was one of your own.

But these rumours I'm hearing that I
put a living human being into the ground...

You people better get
your facts straight, real fast.

Mulder? You been
spreading rumours?

Why? Hear any good ones lately?

Not particularly.

So what do you have here?

- Merry Christmas, by the way, Scully.
- Thank you. Merry Christmas to you too.

Grave robbery with a twist.

Check out the
head liner, Scully.

Well, it looks like someone on
the inside was trying to get out.

Indeed it does. To answer you, I
haven't been spreading any rumours.

The local PD's been doing
a pretty good job of that,

ever since they matched the
fingerprints on the dead man to these.

And to those up there
on that headstone.

There's a big, juicy
handprint on the back.

What about the person or
persons who did the digging?

Well, we got one pile of dirt.

I'm guessing one
man with a shovel.

Other than that, last night's
rain hasn't left us much to go on.

Well, go ahead,
Scully, nay-say me.

The body of a FBI agent gets
disinterred, only to climb out on its own

and disappear into
the Yuletide night.

- See, you had me up until there.
- Did I?

I think it's what you said before. I
think it's a grave robbery with a twist.

You've got the fingerprints
and the torn casket liner.

Most likely it's rigged evidence that's
been faked by whoever exhumed the body.

- Faked for what effect?
- Publicity?

Fear? Rumours?

I mean, I don't know what
specific effect, but nonetheless, it's...

- What?
- Looks like blood.

(recites the resurrection
verse very fast)

(banging)

(recites the resurrection verse)

Special Agent Raymond Crouch.
Age 56, married, no children.

After a sterling 21-year career
with the Bureau, he retired in 1993.

Then, earlier this month,

he was found in the garage of his
Tallahassee home, service weapon in hand.

- Definitely self-inflicted?
- I read over the report

and there's no
indication otherwise.

How about a motive
for the grave robberies?

We've gone through
Crouch's cases.

He doesn't seem to
have made any enemies.

Same thing with
his personal life.

No large debts, no feuds with
neighbours, never a bad word against him.

- Nothing stands out?
- Should something stand out?

Agent Mulder, what's
your take on this?

Only that I don't think it
was grave robbery per se.

It was necromancy. The
summoning of the dead.

It's magic, dating back to shamanism, with
a long tradition in the Christian church.

The dead are brought
back to life to divulge

arcane knowledge
and perform ritual tasks.

So this wacko thought
he was raising the dead?

That's what he
was doin'. This is a...

That's a magic circle drawn in goat's
blood. The rain washed most of it away.

The blood attracts the undead, while the
circle focuses the necromancer's power,

while protecting him from
the spirits that he's conjuring.

OK.

He may also desire to wear
the clothes of the dead man

to create a bond between them.

You would not want to
be this man's dry-cleaner.

Obviously, there are clear
ritualistic elements to this crime.

But the question is, why were
they directed at Raymond Crouch?

That is the question.

Well, let's come
up with an answer.

Mulder, Scully, a word, please?

Necromancy aside, this
magic circle you mentioned,

what if it looked
something like this?

It's an Ouroboros, possibly.
Definitely a mystical symbol.

The alchemists favoured it. They believed
that it represented all of existence.

I'm thinking more the Millennium
Group. It was their symbol as well.

- Are you familiar with them?
- Somewhat. They were former FBI agents

who offered consulting
services to law enforcement.

- Somehow, they fell into disrepute.
- They operated in extreme secrecy.

They had their own
agenda, which was less

than altruistic, if not
improper or illegal.

And that it was, in fact, a cult based
upon Judaeo-Christian end-time prophecies

concerning the
coming millennium.

- Was Raymond Crouch a member?
- I can't seem to find out.

The group dissolved several months
ago. They left no paper trail, nothing.

However, I do have
three other grave

desecrations all within
the last six months.

Long Island, Northern
California, Arizona.

All three graves contained
the bodies of former FBI agents.

All three were recent suicides.

How long were you
going to sit on this?

Owing to the Millennium Group's
former ties with the Bureau,

this matter is sensitive,
to say the least.

- Investigate them. Keep a low profile.
- I think I know where to start.

- How well do you know this man?
- Only by reputation.

He left VICAP
before I got there.

But he's been called the greatest criminal
prof tier the Quantico ever produced.

- What's he doing here?
- Good morning.

Apparently, he checked himself
in for a 30-day observation.

I gather the last few years
haven't been kind to him.

He can tell us about the Millennium
Group. He used to consult for 'em.

Later, he fought to bring them down
at the expense of his own career.

Single-minded. Sounds
like someone I know.

(TV) ..12-yard line.
They are threatening.

Frank Black?

My name is Fox Mulder. This
is my partner, Dana Scully.

It's a pleasure to meet you.
Do you mind if we sit down?

- Who's playing?
- It's Notre Dame and Boston College.

Ah, the Fighting Irish and
the Golden Eagles, huh?

What can I do for you, agents?

We're working on a case that we feel you
might have some particular insight into.

The death of four FBI agents.
Do you recognise these men?

I do.

All four committed suicide
in the last six months.

All were exhumed from their
graves in a ritual desecration.

They were members of the
Millennium Group, is that correct?

Sir, we've been
having a really difficult

time gleaning any
information about the group.

About its membership,
its practices.

- I believe you can help us.
- No, thank you.

I'm retired.

I think you can tell that I'm
trying to put my life back together.

- I can't get involved in this.
- We're not asking you to.

I'm asking you to take
a look at the case file.

No, thank you.

Mr Black, the day after
tomorrow is January 1st, 2000.

That's the significant date for these
people. That doesn't leave us much time.

Don't you want to
see them stopped?

Well, Mr Black, you are
not what I was expecting.

- Agent Mulder.
- Yes.

It's 1st & 18. Just let me
watch this game in peace.

- It's 3rd & 10. Notre Dame.
- Happy New Year.

Same to you.

- Evenin'.
- Hi.

Could I give you a hand?

Oh, no. I'm about
done. But thanks.

- Guess I ran over a nail or somethin'.
- Well, I can help you see at least.

Well, I've been drivin' all
night. Be good to get home.

Ihearya.

(sniffs the air) Man, whew!

What is that?

I think a deer, maybe, must
have died out there in the woods.

(flies buzzing)

Sir.

What's in the truck?

- Nothing.
- Mind if I take a look?

- There's nothing in there, so...
- Drop that. Take two steps back.

Drop it.

(buzzing)

(recites resurrection verse)

Stand up, there. Stand
up! Let me see your hands!

- (recites verse)
- What?

Speak up!

(screaming)

Hey-

I have the men
concentrating on the woods.

Our necromancer
was definitely here.

It's salt. Heavy magic.

If you're gonna tell me that he stopped
by the side of the road to raise the dead -

which I hope you're not- I've
got two things to say to you.

One is that his previous circles
were made of blood, not salt, and two...

They were large
enough for a body.

This is a protective circle
for one man to stand in.

- Protecting himself against what?
- Whatever it was that did that.

Agents!

Over here!

I saw a lump in the ground.

My God.

Bite marks. They look human.

More salt.

"I am he that liveth and was dead; and,
behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen;

and have the keys
of hell and of death."

Book of Revelation.
Chapter one, verse 18.

Go, Fighting Irish.

1st&18.

It's not football,
it's Revelations.

You wanted to tell us something.
Why not just come out and say it?

I don't know what you're talking
about. I cannot get involved in this.

All right, so you'll occasionally
drop a little arcane hint?

A police officer was murdered,
Frank. Why do you want to play around?

Your denials aside, you
know something about that.

You knew that we'd find this.

What are you afraid of?

Losing your daughter.

You're in a custody battle with
the parents of your late wife.

I just spoke with your
doctor. That's why you're here.

They claimed I was an
unfit father, obsessed

with conspiracy and
the end of the world.

That my work meant more to
me than my daughter, Jordan.

The thing is, they were right.

And so you retired.

I will sell insurance.
I'll do whatever it takes.

I'll get well and I'll
jump through hoops,

but I will not mention the
Millennium Group again.

But you obviously wanna help.
You dropped that clue on us.

Look, Frank, nobody
needs to know about this.

We're just three people
sittin' around talking.

The Book of Revelation describes
the end of the physical world

in a battle between heaven
and hell, good against evil.

The Millennium Group believed
that that time was upon us.

These four represent
a schism in the group.

They believe that for
the end time to come,

man must take an active
hand in bringing that about.

- And to that end they committed suicide?
- Yeah.

With the express purpose
of being brought back to life.

The four horsemen
of the Apocalypse.

These four men bring with them
war, pestilence, famine and death.

So that all the dead of the
earth will rise. Armageddon.

It must begin with the dawn
of the Millennium or not at all.

That's what they believe.

The man you're looking
for, your necromancer,

he exhumed these men in
accordance with their wishes.

Is he a member of
the Millennium Group?

No, they sought him out. He believes
he's doing God's work, but he's mistaken.

Could you tell us a bit
more about this man?

He's a white male, 45 to 50. He's
a religious man. No police record.

No fulfilling relationship.

You would pass him
without giving him a glance.

So this is the one event
that will give his life meaning?

Yeah. He needs privacy for this.

He'll live alone.

Possibly in the house he grew up in.
Most likely, it's a large, rural property,

away from prying eyes.

He'll own a truck or a van. He
needs it to transport the bodies.

There'|| be high fences.
"No Trespassing" signs.

It's a solitary existence.

He's worked around death
all his life, in some capacity.

A funeral parlour or a cemetery.

Death comforts him.

He took great care in burying
the deputy, in preparing the body,

despite the fact that
he feared being caught.

He stapled the lips,
sealed the mouth shut.

It was to prevent the man from coming back
to life. He believes that, if disturbed,

the deputy will rise from the
dead. It's too soon for that.

So when he realises the
deputy has been discovered,

he'll feel a need
to take action.

He'll return to the body
first chance he gets.

Rice County Morgue.

I think you'll catch him there.

These four members
of the Millennium Group,

the ones that truly liveth, who were
dead, these are the ones we have to catch.

Mr Black. You've got a phone
call. I think it might be your daughter.

Thank you. My
daughter. Excuse me.

It's more important to track down
four dead bodies than one murderer?

He's not our murderer. And
those four bodies aren't dead.

- And the millennium is 14 hours away.
- These people, even when they were alive,

mangled biblical prophecy to
the extent that it's unrecognisable.

Our year 2000 is just
their artificial deadline.

And besides, 2001 is actually
the start of the new millennium.

Nobody likes a
math geek, Scully.

Anyway, I think that
Frank's profile is sound.

And I think with it we
have the best chance

of finding this necromancer,
as you call him.

- So I am going down to the county morgue.
- I absolutely think you should.

- And what are you gonna do?
- Follow the profile.

The deputy was killed on a road
that connects with no major highway.

I think our necromancer
lives nearby.

I'll do a rundown on all
single landowners in the area.

See where the bodies are buried, since
we... Oh, Scully, would you do me a favour?

Don't let anyone remove the
staples from the deputy's mouth.

Please, just humour me. Thanks.

Proceeding with the visual
examination of the mouth.

(phone rings)

Jesus.

What appears to be salt is
packed into the victim's mouth.

God only knows why.

Am removing it.

(phone rings)

This is Agent Dana
Scully with the FBI.

Please do not autopsy the murder
victim that was brought in earlier.

The sheriff's deputy.

If you've already
started, stop now.

I'll be there shortly, and
I'll explain when I arrive.

(screams)

Hello?

(phone signal)

Where is she?

Sir?

How you feelin'?

- All things considered?
- What the hell happened here?

- Who is that man?
- The sheriff's deputy.

The man we found this morning.

He was dead. And then,
somehow, he wasn't.

He attacked me.

You shot him?

Three rounds, centre
of mass into his chest.

No effect.

There's a gunshot
wound to his head as well.

Yeah, this man Mulder
calls the necromancer,

our suspect, he was here too.

He fired that shot with my gun.

He saved me. I have no idea why.

He got away, but I was
in no shape to follow.

Look, sir, I can't even begin to offer
an explanation for what happened.

But I have to say it is
exactly what Mulder feared.

Yeah, which is why I would like to talk to
him. Why isn't he answering his phone?

Well, welcome to the boondocks.

(sings)

Hey! Open the
door! Open the door!

Open up! Let me out! Hey!

(gunshots)

I haven't heard from him. He
didn't go to the morgue with you?

No, he went looking
for our suspect's home.

No one's been able
to contact him since.

I've got task-force agents canvassing
the northwestern Maryland area,

but it's a large territory to cover
and we're running out of time.

Sir, I'm just afraid that Mulder may
have found what he's looking for.

- I need your help in finding him.
- You respected my reasons in the past.

Please respect 'em now.

I'm not sure I understand
your reasons, sir.

And I'm starting to wonder what this is
all about and how much you know about it.

Mulder mentioned the four Millennium
members "who liveth" and were dead.

Now, this morning, I saw
what he was talking about.

You did?

- One of them attacked me.
- I'm sorry.

Now, as crazy as this
sounds, I have to ask.

Do you believe that the Millennium Group
is capable of bringing about the end time?

Armageddon?

I understand their beliefs. I've
spent years trying to unravel them.

Make sense of them.

Doesn't mean I
believe them myself.

But what if it were true?

Good and evil,
which would prevail?

I'm sorry.

Octavia. I'm gonna
check myself out.

- You'd like a day pass?
- I won't be coming back.

(growling)

(twig breaks)

Who's there?

- It's me.
- You came.

I almost didn't.

We'd given up on ya. Thank God.

Thank God.

There's someone in the basement.

Policeman.

He killed one of the members.

He shot him in the head.

But you're here.

Now we'll have four.

I'm here.

I can't tell you how happy I am.
You were meant to be the fourth.

I always knew that.

- I so hoped you'd come around.
- I didn't want to.

The man in the basement- I
told him how to find this place.

You... Why?

I was trying to walk
the straight and narrow.

Leave the Millennium
Group behind.

But I know that I can't do that any
more. Now that I know you've succeeded.

- You didn't believe the dead would arise.
- No.

You see what the
future holds, Frank.

- You know you can't run from it.
- No, I can't run.

You've paid so dearly. They've
taken your daughter from you.

Murdered your wife.

There is no
justice in this world.

But there will be in the next.

The hour is near.

Are you ready, Frank?

I'm ready.

I am the resurrection and
the life. He that believeth in Me,

- though he were dead...
- Yet shall he live.

Whosoever liveth and
believeth in Me shall never die.

(Phone)

- Scully.
- This is Skinner.

We back-checked Frank
Black, as you asked.

And?

He took no calls,
except from his daughter.

But the staff took messages
from a Rice County number.

That's where I am.

We ran phone records
for the desecration victims.

All four received calls from
this number before their deaths.

I'm gonna need an address.

I'm begging you, please. You know
what the world is. Evil goes unpunished.

The good suffer. There's no
future here but uncertainty and pain.

Let the judgment come.

You're damning yourself, Frank!

Agent Mulder?

Can you hear me?

- Agent Mulder?
- Yeah. I'm down here.

They're all around.

- You armed?
- Oh, yeah.

Shoot for the head.
That seems to stop 'em.

- There's three of 'em.
- Where?

I don't know. They're hiding.

- Mulder, can you get up?
- I think so.

Look out!

(growling)

(gun clicks)

(TV) There's another shot
of that millennium crystal ball,

and they're gettin' ready to bring in
the new year. They are packed in tonight.

Body heat alone is
keeping 'em warm. And

look at it - all the way
up past 52nd Street.

That is that X-shaped thing I was
talkin' about before. This is Times Square.

- Mr Black.
- Hi.

Mark Johnson's been taken
for a psychiatric evaluation.

He'll be put under suicide
watch, just as you asked.

- Good.
- And, um...

- What?
- There's someone here to see you.

- Hi, Daddy!
- Hiya, little one.

- Well. Oh, I missed you, sweetheart.
- I missed you too, Daddy.

Let's get outta here.

Frank, good luck
with everything.

Agent Mulder, Agent
Scully. I guess this is it.

You're not gonna stay and watch?

We just wanna go home.

Take care of yourselves.

Hug your friends
and loved ones tight,

what the heck, whoever that person
is next to you. No time like the present.

Here we go. Ten, nine, eight,

seven, six, five,
four, three, two...

Happy new year 2000.

(crowd sings "Auld Lang Syne")

- The world didn't end.
- No, it didn't.

- Happy new year, Scully.
- Happy new year, Mulder.

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