All language subtitles for The X-Files s05e08

Keep going.
That's the way. Don't stop now.

Oh, come on, keep pushing.
No pain, no gain.

Five more steps and then you're done.

Five...

four...

three...

Good.

- And... super.
- Hit it.

Nice and easy. You're coming along, Bobby.

- I'm pleased with your improvement.
- Back off.

Keep your fingers on your pepper spray,
just like I told ya.

- Mr Piero, is all this necessary?
- Yes, ma'am. I'd say it is.

So what's this guy's story?

Cop killer. Regular people killer.
General, all-around waste of skin.

So what are you scared of?

Guy's a vegetable. What's he gonna do?

Run over you with his big plastic wheel?

I'll tell you what. You wanna
last here more than a week,

you don't ever underestimate this man.

Never trust him and never let
your guard down around him.

Never. Capisce?

Comprendo.

What's up, Modell?

Hey, Chuck?

What the hell happened, Chuck?
Where's Modell?

He had to go.

The orderly's being questioned.

Judging by his mental state,
he's not gonna be much help.

So there's very little
we know for sure at this point.

What we do know is that the last
confirmed bed check was 2.04 a.m.

As of 6.14 a.m., the subject
was reported escaped.

Since then there have been
no further sightings or contact.

How did he make his way
out of the building?

Every indication is
he simply walked out the door.

Due to the unique nature
of this investigation,

the FBI will head the manhunt.

The Marshals Service will lend
their expertise

and will coordinate their efforts with myself

or my designated SACs,
Agents Mulder and Scully.

They apprehended the subject
the first time around. Agent Mulder?

The subjects name is Robert Patrick Modell.

He's a serial killer
responsible for at least 17 murders.

Specifically, he targets law enforcement.

In 1996, he caused the death of an FBI agent
and a Loudoun County Sheriff‘s deputy.

It was all a game to him. He was looking for,
in his words, "a worthy adversary".

To win makes him feel important.

He likes to think of himself as a ronin,
a warrior without a master,

adhering to the Budo,
the Japanese way of war.

In truth, he's a highly intelligent
sociopath who has no fear of dying.

In keeping with his game archetype,
he likes to leave clues.

We expect to be contacted by him
hopefully sooner rather than later.

We fully expect him to pick up
exactly where he left off.

What do you mean,
he just walked out the building?

Modell refers to himself as "Pusher".
Technically speaking,

his victims' wounds were self-inflicted.

He has a unique ability
to force his will upon others,

to push his victims into
hurting or killing themselves.

Say what?

This is all you need to know:
Do not trust this man. Do not talk to him.

Do not engage him in conversation,
even if he is unarmed.

Approach him with extraordinary caution,

- and then only with adequate backup.
- What's "adequate backup"?

Adequate backup?
Every cop you can lay your hands on.

Line up for your assignments.

- What's Modell's condition?
- Extremer weakened.

- The doctors say he can barely even walk.
- Oh, yeah?

Mulder, I'm amazed he's even alive.

The condition we last saw him in -
comatose, a bullet in the head.

- How did he recover?
- Apparently, about six months ago

he simply woke up.
It's unusual but it's not unheard of.

- And his brain tumour that was killing him?
- It still is.

- Is there anybody on staff we can talk to?
- He has a physical therapist.

Mulder...

What if Modell plans to
pick up where he left off?

Where does that leave you?
You were his prime target.

- Should you be heading this investigation?
- As opposed to what? What's your point?

That it's exactly what he wants.
That once again, you're playing his game.

The escaped inmate, Robert Patrick Modell,
was convicted in 1996

of charges stemming from an incident in
which he brandished a firearm in a hospital.

Two people died. Officials are cautioning
residents not to approach this man.

He is considered to be
extremely dangerous. Paul?

Can I help you?

Hi.

You're not scared of snakes?

Huh?

Looks like a timber rattler.

Hold on tight to the neck now.
Don't let it bite you.

Don't drop it. If you drop it... it'll get ya.

Todd?

Do you think I could get some service now?

- Yeah.
- Go into the back and put the snake down.

- He's not yet considered a suspect.
- We’ll run that videotape again.

This was the scene at Lorton Penitentiary
less than one hour ago.

Agents of the Federal Bureau
of Investigation,

along with the US Marshals Service

and representatives
of local law-enforcement,

assembled a multi-agency task to...

He couldn't have been faking it completely.

The gunshot wound did
a hell of a lot of damage.

You're the officer that shot him.

It says here that Modell had
a visitor yesterday afternoon.

- Who?
- It's marked "LSC".

Little Sisters of Charity.
They try to visit hospitalized inmates.

Did Modell get any other visitors
besides the Little Sisters of Charity?

Not that I know of. He didn't
have much in the way of family.

He was raised in foster homes mostly.

Sounds like you got to know him well.

He never gave me any grief. He worked hard
at getting better. I talked to him sometimes.

- About what?
- Small talk. Nothing important.

- He'd ask how I was.
- He's a very considerate man.

I don't doubt for a second
Robert Modell belongs in prison,

but I had never had any problem
with him personally.

Agents, it's Modell.

He's asking for you. We're running a trace
right now. We just need 30 seconds.

- Yeah?
- Two words: it's alive.

- I don't feel like playing your game, Modell.
- Touchy. Look, Mulder,

- there's something i need you to hear.
- Tell me in person, Modell.

No. Seriously, listen to me.

No, you listen. Either
come back here on your own,

or I drag your sorry ass back
on the bumper of my car.

- Time?
- Ten more seconds.

- When did you turn into Clint Eastwood?
- Don't let him rope you in.

Stop talking like a tough guy
and pay attention.

- I know you're tracing this call. I don't care.
- Mulder, hang up the phone.

Mulder, are you going to listen...

We got it.

Let's go!

Watch yourselves!

Move back!

- There's nothing back there.
- How far could he get?

Outside!

- Where is he? Where's Modell?
- He had to go.

I'm gonna take a wild stab here
and guess this is a clue.

It appears as if he died from ingesting paint.

See what you can make of it.

Modell?

- Cerulean blue.
- What's the point of all this?

Maybe his victim. This is Nathan Bowman,
with the Loudoun County Attorney's Office.

He's the prosecutor
that tried Modell in 1996.

- So you think it's simple revenge?
- Sir? It's not a manifesto.

It's the same single ideogram over and over.

Which is what?

The hand it's in is sloppy, but I think
it's supposed to be "kitsunegari".

Fox hunt.

- Fox Mulder.
- That's a little on the nose, don't you think?

Was Nathan Bowman married?

Yep.

What are you thinking?

Linda. Bet that's his wife, huh?

- Nova Max Realty.
- Hi, Linda?

I’m sorry. Mrs Bowman's meeting a client.
May i take a message?

Do you know the name of the client
Mrs Bowman went to see?

It’s. .. Mr Fox Mulder.

- It's him.
- Location. Find where he is.

Do you know where Mrs Bowman
went to meet Fox Mulder? A location?

A commercial property in Falls Church.

- Um, can you hold on, please?
- Yeah.

Give me the Falls Church PD.

Unit six at 214 Channel Avenue. Signs
of forced entry. We're gonna check it out.

Exercise extreme caution, six.
Backup is en route.

Hello?

Officer?

I'm over here.

Keep on comin'. That's right.

No, not that way.

Not that way, either.
You're getting warmer.

Dead ahead.

Straight in front of you.

Buddy, I'm straight in front of you. What
do you want me to do? Draw you a map?

Keep comin'. Almost there.

Put it down! Put the gun down!

Put it down, now! On the floor!

Face down! Do it!

Marty, I got him! Up here!

Let's go! Move!

Federal Agents! Officer, where are you?!

Upstairs! Sir, I got him!

- I got him!
- He's gone crazy! Get him away from me!

Give me your gun.

- He was here. He came for the woman.
- Why Bowman's wife?

- What would he want with her?
- Hey, we got a visitor!

Linda Bowman?

- I'm Fox Mulder.
- Hi. Uh...

You're my 12.15?

The appointment was made
this morning through my secretary.

All I know is I was supposed
to meet a Mr Mulder here.

He didn't leave a number,
and I couldn't call him

to tell him that I was running late.

Why would someone do this to Nathan?

Mrs Bowman, did your husband ever
discuss his work as a prosecutor with you?

Sometimes.

Did he ever mention the name
Robert Patrick Modell?

"Pusher"?

That was Nathan's biggest case. Why?

Can you think of any reason why this man
Modell would take an interest in you?

What do you mean?

We believe he murdered your husband.

It also appears that he made
the appointment to see you today.

No.

- No, he's in prison.
- Not since six o'clock this morning.

Oh, God.

You're safe with us, Mrs Bowman.

If you'll come with me,
we'll place you in protective custody.

Find him.

Yes, sir.

- Mulder?
- Why didn't Modell just kill those two cops?

- What was to stop him?
- Hopefully he wasn't capable.

- As in too tired?
- We've seen that before with him.

Maybe. I don't know.
Something's just not making sense.

- Can I borrow your radio?
- Yes, sir.

Gracias, amigo.

- What took you so long?
- Scully, I got him. Come quick.

- Where are you?
- Hold on.

North side of Channel, second floor.
Some engineering company.

- We need to talk.
- Shut up, Modell!

- Mulder, listen to me.
- I said shut up!

- There's something I need...
- Shut up or I will shoot you!

- Mulder...
- I will shoot you! Shut up!

You're going to listen to me.

You're going to listen to me, Mulder.

I will shoot you.

Listen.

Mulder.

- Mulder, what happened? Where's Modell?
- He had to go.

About ten minutes ago.
He can't have gotten far.

- Anything?
- No sign.

Yes, Agent Mulder's fine.

Yes, sir.

- How are you feeling?
- Aside from the utter grinding humiliation

that comes from knowing
I let our suspect go... pretty good.

It could have happened to anyone, Mulder.

No, actually it couldn't have.
I didn't find Modell. He sought me out.

- He wanted me to hear his message.
- Which was what?

- "Don't play the game."
- Whose game? His?

I don't think so.
I'm not even sure he's playing a game.

Of course he is. You said yourself that
he was gonna pick up where he left off.

Why didn't he kill the cops or the prison
guard? Hell, why didn't he kill me?

Why didn't he make me eat a bullet out
of my own gun? He could have.

- He killed Nathan Bowman.
- He was there, but it doesn't prove he did it.

This man's affected you,
influenced your thinking.

- It's not like that.
- A man is made to drink a gallon of paint?

Kitsunegari: fox hunt.
You're saying that's not Modell?

Modell is involved. He's related to it
somehow, but not the way you think.

- That's your opinion.
- Yeah. That's my opinion.

How can you be sure it's your own?

What do we still agree on here?
That Modell was pursuing Linda Bowman?

I'd like to know why.

I'm sorry. I don't know if I can tell you
much more than I already have.

We appreciate your help.

I know Nathan was very proud
of having prosecuted the case.

He said this man. Modell,
was extremely clever and dangerous

and that he was a menace to society.

Nathan mentioned that an FBI agent
had ultimately shot him.

- Was that you?
- Yes.

He said you crippled him
and put him in a wheelchair.

Nathan said it was too bad
that you just didn't kill him.

It would have saved the taxpayers
the cost of a trial.

Your husband talked
with you a lot about it.

Well, as I said, he was proud.

I guess he felt that it was
his brush with greatness.

Is it possible that he mentioned you
to Robert Modell?

No, I sincerely doubt it.

- We were only married two months.
- How long did you know him?

It was two months and two days.
Why wait when it's true love?

- You never know how long you have.
- No, you don't.

It's not like Nathan was impulsive or flighty.
I don't wanna paint him as that.

He was true blue.

Thank you.

- She killed Nathan Bowman.
- What?

Modell was there for another reason.
She killed her husband.

- Mulder...
- Just hear me out.

His "brush with greatness".

She won't "paint him" as impulsive.
Who talks like that?

- You tell me.
- She was waving it under our noses.

Modell warned me not to play the game.

I think it was her game
he was talking about.

Modell told you?

Has she asked how her husband was
murdered? Is she interested in the details?

An escaped serial killer is supposedly
stalking her. Does she seem fearful to you?

The woman's in shock, Agent Mulder.
She's not herself.

I might add neither are you.

- You heard her in there, Scully.
- Mulder, no. I'm sorry.

You said it yourself: don't listen to Modell,
don't trust him. But you've done both.

But what if she can do what Modell does?

- I think you should go home.
- You think I should go home?

You're suspended until such time
I'm confident your judgment is sound.

- Give me your weapon.
- Who are you afraid I'm gonna point it at?

Mulder, I think you should do what he says.

Excuse me.

Would it be possible to get
something to drink? Water?

I'll have somebody come right in.

I'll prove it.

- Agent Mulder?
- Go fetch her some water.

I don't know the man that well.
I'm sorry you got the impression I do.

Anything at all that you might recall?
Did he ever talk about his past?

- Mention anybody special? A woman?
- No.

Anything remarkable he ever said
that you can remember?

One time someone else said something
about him that struck me as unusual.

What was that?

It was one of the nuns who visits
from Little Sisters of Charity.

She once referred to him
as a "conquered warrior“.

That was kind of weird.

The same nun who visited
the day before he escaped?

- Yeah, the one that always visits.
- How many times has she visited?

- Maybe three, four.
- Will you take a look at something?

Is that the woman? Is that the nun?

Hang on. I'm blind as a bat.

- Therapy room.
- Here. Glasses?

Uh-huh. Yeah. Yeah, absolutely.

- It's empty.
- Where'd you leave 'em?

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

OK.

Oh, yeah, he's here.

No!

I need help in here!

Help!

Hey, you got him?

- Go home.
- What?

Go home.

- Scully.
- Hey, Scully. It's me.

- Where are you?
- I'm at the prison.

You were told to lay off.

It's too late for that. Modell's therapist
electrocuted herself in front of me.

- She was on the phone when she did it.
- It was Modell.

- It was Linda Bowman.
- Mulder!

The therapist would've verified
that Linda visited Modell in prison.

Would have? You don't know that.

Just trace the call and cut off any access
that woman has to a phone.

- I'm heading back there right now.
- I'm not at the safe house.

- You're not?
- We're investigating a suicide.

Why isn't anybody picking up
at the safe house switchboard?

Back in the trucks.

On the floor, Modell!

- Hey, it's Mel Cooley.
- On your face. Do it now!

- I said now.
- I have a gun.

- How's his vitals?
- 175 over 90.

- Did he try to speak to you?
- He said we got our man.

- What happened?
- You were told to go home, Agent Mulder.

What happened?

- He had a gun, I saw it clearly. A revolver.
- He pointed it at you?

We haven't found the gun yet.

He said to you that he had a gun.

Yes. And he did.

Excuse me.

Modell was unarmed.
He purposely drew Skinner's fire.

- For what possible reason?
- To protect someone.

- Linda Bowman.
- To take the fall for her.

That's one hell of a plan.

The serial killer makes us
believe he's guilty,

in turn diverting the suspicion away from
the real-estate lady? Well, he had me going.

- Where is she?
- They've taken her home.

There is no reason to keep her
in protective custody. It is over.

- No, it's not.
- Where are you going?

If he survives, I wanna be
the first person he talks to.

- Talking to him has done you enough harm.
- OK, you do me a favour.

Give me a call when you think
I've come to my senses, all right?

Sir, I'm going to need to
change the patient's bandages.

Call me if he wakes up, please.

Yes, sir.

Bobby?

Why did you do it?

I didn't ask you to come after me.

Don't... don't make a mistake.

I'm not.

After what they've done,

do you think I'd let them get away
with this?

I'm gonna finish what you started.

No. Stop now.

Stop... n...

Bobby.

Bobby... you're not in any pain.

You feel wonderful.

You've never felt better.

Your heart is slowing.

It's tired.

It's too worn out to keep beating.

Let it rest.

It slows.

It slows.

It stops.

Hello? Yes. I have that information for you.
He was released yesterday.

I got the Iidocaine, Doctor.

Never mind. Put him down as 7.38.

Yes, Doctor.

I'm sorry.

Mulder?

- Scully, what are you doing here?
- You were right about him, Mulder.

Scully.

She's making me do this.

- Where is she?
- She's here.

Mulder, make her stop. I can't help myself.

- Linda Bowman!
- Mulder, make her stop.

- Show yourself!
- Mulder!

No! No!

I'm gonna kill you.

- Don't listen to her, Mulder.
- What?!

It's me. You were right about her.
Linda Bowman is pushing you.

- What the hell are you talking about?
- I'm Scully.

Linda's right behind you.
She's telling you I'm her.

- You killed her!
- Mulder, I'm Scully.

I'm not dead. She wants you to shoot me.
She knows you'll never forgive yourself.

- Shut up!
- Listen to me!

Your mother is Tina!
Your sister is Samantha!

- Shut up!
- Modell warned you.

Don't play her game.

Mulder?

You think you can hold me.

Yes. We'd like an ambulance
to 214 Channel Avenue.

Linda Bowman.

She has an advanced temporal-lobe tumour,
just like Modell's.

It seems to run in the family.

She and Modell are related?

- Fraternal twins.
- He meant to protect his sister.

Apparently, she only found out
about his existence six months ago.

They were separated when they
were two weeks old, raised apart.

Her "fox hunt"...

I'm guessing that she wanted revenge
for what she feels we did to her brother.

Anything you wanna add to that?

I think that covers it.

Mulder, a moment, please.

I just want to say you did a good job.

How's that?

Nobody could've figured this out but you.
You knew it was Linda Bowman, not Modell.

- You were way ahead of me.
- I almost killed my partner.

Mulder, despite that, you prevailed.

You won her game.

Then how come I feel like I lost?