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[ Man ]
Hurry up!

Next time maybe take a leak
before we leave work, okay, dipwads?

You read sign language,
guy?

Is that your I.Q. or the number
of dipwads your mother had?

Not you, too, Sandy?

Sorry, man.
You got to hold it till you get home.

[ Labored Breathing,
Shuddering ]

See you tomorrow, Sandy.

[ Gasping ]

[ Horn Honking ]

[ Knocking ]

Hey, Sandy.
Chop, chop.

Hey, Sandman?

- Hey, hot dog. Come on. Carpe diem.
- [ Claps Hands ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Snarling ]

- [ Screams ]
- [ Scraping ]

[ Snarling ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Mulder's Voice ] Using a process that
restores moisture to the documents,

and by a reassembling of fragments,
I should be able to recover...

a large percentage of the case material
that was destroyed in my office fire...

several months ago.

And while this process will be
tedious and ongoing,

what I've already recovered
will allow Agent Scully and I...

to begin work on
the X-Files immediately.

[ Woman ]
Agent Mulder--

Agent Mulder, I'm reading here
a very pie-in-the-sky report...

about global domination plans
by vicious, long-clawed spacelings?

Is there going to be data
to back this vague, omnibus account?

- Yes.
- I see your renowned arrogance
has been left quite intact.

You're asking us
to accept this report...

of a spaceship buried
under polar ice...

and your death-defying escape
from it?

The ice had become
superheated by the ship...

as it rose beneath us,
causing the ice to collapse.

This story is unintelligible
and encourages unintelligible analysis.

I was hoping you'd look
more closely at the reports...

of my and Agent Scully's
medical conditions.

These spacelings,
Agent Mulder--

they weren't something
I saw in Men in Black ?

I didn't see Men in Black.

Well, it's
a damn good movie.

As much as this sounds like
science fiction, we can and will...

prove the validity
of our report.

And so the plot--
I'm just trying to get this straight--

the plot is for these spacelings
to take over the planet...

aided by a group of men
here on earth?

A shadow conspiracy
within our own government.

Who are growing corn in the middle
of the desert, which features...

pollen which was
genetically altered...

to hold a virus which will be
taken away by bees...

whose sting transmits the virus,
causing the growth...

of an extraterrestrial biological entity
inside the human host?

Which we will prove now that
the X-Files have been reopened.

Your presumption is greater than
the case you make for that eventuality.

I'm not sure I understand.

You're here to justify your
reassignment on the X-Files...

with little more than
a rattletrap account of
high adventure in the Antarctic.

Not to mention some very questionable
travel expenses.

Let us remind you that the F.B.I.
is not a school for science,

nor for the grinding
of personal axes.

Hopefully, you will be able to present
us with some material evidence...

to support
a continued investigation.

Agent Scully, who was assigned
to the X-Files...

as a scientist,

was stung by one of these bees
and was infected with this virus.

She is here today with hard
and incontrovertible evidence,

scientific proof that the virus
she was infected with...

is, in fact,
extraterrestrial.

Next time I'll wear a clown suit
and do balloon tricks.

- I was hoping it wouldn't come up.
- The only reason I was in there...

is because you assured me there
was a scientific basis for what we saw.

Let me remind you once again,
what I saw was very little.

That excuse is not
gonna work this time.

You were there, and you were
infected with that virus.

Yes, there is a scientific basis
for what happened to me.

I was exposed to a virus.

But as it turns out,
Mulder, that virus...

is not what you thought.

I can't identify it.
I have run three separate tests.

But I can tell you without a doubt
that virus's D.N.A. and proteins...

are very much
of this world.

I saw what that virus did.
I saw it generate a new being,

an alien being
inside a human body.

It attacks and destroys human cells,
but that is all it does.

It creates nothing.

Look, I don't like telling you this, and
I know that you don't want to hear it.

Not that you can't question me
in what I saw,

but what you can't question
is the science.

There was some sloppiness in Phoenix
where they found the body.

The local P.D.
got involved.

These were taken at the scene
by a crime reporter.

These were run
in the press?

I trumped up a story about
a crazy Indian on the loose.

Never underestimate the public's
willingness to blame the red man for...

anything they
can't explain.

- How did this happen?
- He was one of ours.

He must've accidentally injected himself
while he was working on the virus.

It took just 1 2 hours
for the creature to gestate.

This thing's alive?

Yes. It's killed a man.

- It's out there somewhere?
- As far as I know.

God Almighty.
We can't have this thing running loose.

I'm managing
the situation.

You can manage all you want.
Someone's got to find this thing.

Someone has to kill it.

The response must be
equal to the threat.

Can you dispose
of this problem?

Yes.

You're wasting your time.

You need evidence to justify
our reassignment. I've just got
to bring it back from the ashes.

Nothing you might restore
is gonna help you.

It's over and done.

Your reassignment on the X-Files
has been denied.

How can it be?
We're the only reason the X-Files
were reopened in the first place.

-There's no other reason to reopen them.
-I'm not arguing with you.

- Then who is?
- When will you accept...

that no amount of pressure or reason
will bring to heel a conspiracy...

whose members walk these halls
with absolute impunity?

Was there a vote?

Unanimous against.

Excuse me.

I'm no help to you
outside the majority.

Inside or out, I don't see that there's
a damn thing you can do for me.

You can break their backs
with proof about this virus,

proof that what you say
it does is true.

I don't have
that proof just yet.

Maybe I can give it to you.

There's a file folder.

It's on the desk
in your old office.

Is that something for me...

Agent Mulder?

- Yeah, if you're doing my filing.
- Your filing?

What are you doing in my office,
Agent Spender?

I think there's been a miscommunication.
I think someone failed to inform you.

If you're about to tell me that you were
sent down here to work on the X-Files,

I think the failure
is simple judgment.

I don't care what patronage got you
this job. I put my life in here.

I'm not gonna let some brownnose just
slide in and take it all away from me.

I don't believe in your work,
in the paranormal mumbo jumbo,

so don't presume
I'm the one taking your place.

- No? Who is?
-[ Approaching Footsteps ]

- Fox.
- Diana. Back on your feet.

Guess that's the only way
you could stab me in the back.

I need the patient bandaged
and dressed.

We'll be taking a trip.

You want him what?

I'm sure I don't need
to repeat myself.

Please get the boy ready.

- But doing that now could kill him.
- Let me put it to you simply.

It's him or it's us.

I just want to remind you that
by not informing local P.D....

we are in technical violation
of state laws...

prohibiting contamination
of a crime scene.

Why do I bother?

Scully, come here
and take a look at this.

Ever seen anything
like this?

- What are they?
- According to the investigator's
notes in the file,

they're from an attack by
a Native American man on a scientist.

- With what kind of weapon?
- It says in the file
he used his bare hands.

His bare hands?

- Mulder, this is hardwood.
- Uh-huh.

This kind of gouging didn't happen
with anybody's bare hands--

not without the use
of some kind of an implement.

What is that?

Ah. Somebody broke a nail.

- Is it animal?
- It ain't RuPaul.

The body of the other victim
was found here on the sofa,

his viscera torn
from his torso.

But the M.E.'s report says that
the times of death were hours apart,

which means that this victim was dead
hours before the second attack.

- So the attacker never left.
- There wasn't an attack.

I think it was celebrating
its birthday.

The first victim must've gotten
infected with the virus somehow.

Right here on the sofa
was where the creature was born.

- Mulder--
- That would account for the violence
done to the man's torso.

The virus producing an
extraterrestrial biological entity...

that ripped away his chest
as it birthed itself right here.

Look.

Given the scenario you just
described, the rate of gestation
would've been less than a day.

It would've been about
1 2 hours, in fact.

Forgive the scientific argument
for a moment,

but you're saying this was done
by something newborn?

That's exactly
what I'm saying.

It was here,

but it's gone now.

- I should take a look.
- It's not here.

Why don't you believe me
when you're so afraid of me?

- I'm not afraid of you.
- You think I can destroy you...

for what I know,
because of what I am.

You're thinking you could've
destroyed me too.

And if I don't find
this creature, you will.

He'll find it.

[ Mulder ]
I don't see there's any argument here.

You admit yourself
that the crime report is a lie.

Mulder, that doesn't mean that
I can just accept your theory.

What does it take? For this thing
to come up and bite you on the ass?

I saw these creatures.
I saw them burst to life.

You would've seen 'em, too,
but you were infected with that virus.

You were passed out
over my shoulder.

I know what you did.
I know what happened to me.

But without ignoring
the science, I can't--

Listen, Mulder.

You told me my science
kept you honest.

That it made you question
your assumptions. That by it,
I'd made you a whole person.

If I change now...

it wouldn't be right...

or honest.

I'm talking about
extraterrestrial life...

alive on this planet
in our lifetime--

forces that dwarf and precede
all human history.

I'm sorry, Scully,
but this time your science is wrong.

[ Man On Boom Box ]
& Gray skies are gonna clear up &

& Put on a happy face &

- & Brush off the clouds and cheer up &
- Wake up, Homer.

- & Put on a happy face &
- I was awake.

&&[ Continues, Indistinct ]

- I was just thinking.
- Yeah, that'd be a first.

You're ten minutes late
on your systems check.

If there was a problem,
we would've heard about it.

Like Arizona's gonna go without
air conditioning for ten minutes.

&Pick out
a pleasant outlook &

&Stick out
that noble chin &

& Wipe off that
full-of-doubt look &

-&Slap on a happy grin &
- Hey, Homer.

Got something here
in the bleed cooling system.

&And spread sunshine
all over the place &&

See that?

- Five degrees off. Might be--
- Might be in the core reactor.

No, no, no. It's got to be
a monitoring glitch.

Phone could start ringing any minute.
You might want to check it out.

All right.

& Brush off the clouds
and cheer up &

& Put on a happy face &

&& [ Scatting ]

& Put on a happy face &

& Start spreading sunshine
all over the place &

& And put on &&

[ Squishing, Dripping ]

[ Slapping ]

- [ Creature Squeals ]
- [ Screaming ]

[ Crowd Chatter]

[ Man ]
Check every inch of that reactor.

[ Spender ]
I want this place sealed off.

Yes.

Authorized officers and personnel only.
This is a closed area.

- What happened here, Spender?
- You'll have to leave.

We received a call
that a man was killed here.

A call from whom?
Assistant Director Skinner?

Let us through.

You are unauthorized
to be here.

You've ignored your superiors and come
here without cause or permission.

I'm gonna get you censured
for this and demand a review
of A.D. Skinner's actions.

Diana, let us in here.

I can't. This facility has been
sealed off by the N.R.C.

- A man was murdered.
- A workman was killed in an accident...

- in a reactor where there
was a systems failure.
- Then why are you here?

We were called because of a possible
connection to two previous deaths...

from a case file that was
stolen from our office.

There is a connection.

Let's get out of here,
Mulder.

I hope you know
what you're doing, Diana.

- I hope you know whose
errands you're running.
- I think I do.

You weren't getting anywhere, Mulder.
It was only making it worse.

It's here, Scully,
and they know it.

How do they know?
Mulder, how do you know?

Give me the keys
and get in the car.

Oh, my God. Gibson.

Sorry, sweetie.
Gibson?

Gibson?
Gibson, sweetheart.

Oh, God.

Frankenstein? Really?

No.

No,you've been worked on
by some good doctors.

They did a fine job
with your stitches.

You think
they were butchers.

They were butchers.

They should've changed
your bandages, Gibson.

He's got some swelling
and some infection.

And you've got a fever.

Why did they
do this to you?

'Cause I can
read people's minds.

How'd you get in our car?

When they weren't looking,
I snuck away.

It's easy when you know
what they're thinking.

Why are you here?

They were using me,
'cause I can communicate with it.

Communicate with what?

You already know.
You just don't want to believe it.

The kid could find
this thing.

-Mulder, this kid belongs in a hospital.
-We could get his fever down.

You just can't take him on some
snipe hunt. He's in no condition.

He belongs in a bed
under constant medical care.

Listen to me. What I'm saying
is in your best interest, okay?

We have to take every precaution,
make every effort...

to ensure that nothing happens
to this boy.

Because whatever he is, whatever gives
him the ability to do what he does,

he's your scientific evidence,
just like we said.

He could be the key
to everything in the X-Files.

- We don't have the X-Files.
- No.

But what if he could corroborate
everything that you're saying?

This boy could be
our last best chance.

[ Diana ]
Agent Mulder.

Fox, I'm going to get out of the car.
I'm alone, all right?

-What are you doing here?
-I couldn't say anything to you earlier.

I was given this assignment, Fox, okay?
They offered it to me.

- I took the chance...
- I'm listening.

to make sure someone served
your interests, someone who
believes in the work.

Hey, you and I found the X-Files
together. Don't forget that.

- Who sent you?
- I'm here on my own.

Why? To convince me
of your noble intentions?

Listen to me. That thing is somewhere
inside the number four reactor building.

We can let them find it and destroy it,
or go find it ourselves.

You need proof, Fox.

You're so close.
Why can't you see that?

- Mulder, what's going on?
- You take Gibson.

- Where are you going?
- To find this thing.

[ Diana ]
Agent Spender and I got a call.

We were on a plane within an hour
in constant contact.

- With who?
- The nuclear regulatory people.

N.R.C. was first on the scene.
They found the victim.

But by the time we got there, it'd
been removed. We never saw the body.

- Who removed it?
- I don't know.
Couldn't get a straight answer.

Then the N.R.C. sealed off
the number four reactor...

due to a problem with
the heat transfer systems.

I believe that
was legitimate.

Maybe that's why it's there.
It wants heat. It needs heat.

This thing gestated abnormally fast.
What if heat activates it?

It could spur on the virus
and the rapid development of the entity.

-But it's still seeking heat. Why?
-What if it's still developing?

You're not under the impression
what we're looking for makes
sense in any conventional way?

No.

You're gonna be fine, Gibson.
You're gonna be okay.

Let's get a bed ready.

- You're gonna run more tests.
- We're gonna get you well.

You say that, but you're gonna run
more tests,just like the other doctors.

We have to run
some more tests, Gibson.

You want to make me well,

but you're just thinking about yourself
and what you can learn from me.

You're a very special boy, Gibson.
You know that yourself.

I'm a very special lab rat.

[ Diana ] According to what
little we could gather...

the victim's body
was found near here.

- It's hot in here.
- We're right above the core reactor.

This is part of the heat transfer
cooling system.

- Looks organic.
- Maybe somebody's got the flu.

- Aah!
- What? What is it?

There's something in there.

Aah!

-[ Cell Phone Ringing ]
- Aah!

- [ Mulder] Yeah.
- Mulder, I found something
you're not gonna believe.

- Ditto.
- We did blood tests on Gibson,

and there's evidence
of the virus in his system.

The same virus
you were exposed to?

- I'm almost positive.
- What does that mean?

I don't know, but I think
we're onto something.

We're onto something huge.
A link.

- I'll call that bet and raise you.
- What?

Never mind.
Just take care of Gibson.

Never mind.
Just take care of Gibson.

There was a little boy
in that room, and he's gone.

Does anybody know what happened
to that little boy?

His name is Gibson Praise.
He was just in that room.

God! Does anybody know
what the hell is going on?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's just calm down.

That little boy that
I brought in is missing.

- He can't be missing.
He should still be in his bed.
- He's not here!

It's here.

Where?

Somewhere.

-[ Banging ]
- Open the door, you son of a bitch!

Open the door, damn it!
Open it!

- Open the door, you--
- Fox!

I'm gonna go see
if there's some other way in.

Open it!
Open this door!

[ Heavy Breathing ]

I told you it was here.

- [ Squealing ]
- [ Screams ]

Gibson! Gibson!

Gibson! Gibson!

- [ Alarm Blaring ]
- [ Man Yells, Indistinct ]

There he is!

Gibson! Gibson!

Gibson! Gibson!

[ Maslin ] As I said, and as I am
forced to reiterate, Agent Mulder,

the F.B.I. is not here
for vendettas...

or for the grinding
of personal axes.

This holds not just for you
but for everyone at the bureau.

You force us
to put a point on this,

to make some hard changes.

You and Agent Scully will cease all
material association with the X-Files.

Refusal to do so will end
in immediate dismissal.

Aprobationary period
will be set.

You will now report to
Assistant Director Kersh.

You're not supposed
to come here.

It's what was agreed to.

- It's the deal you made.
-[ Cigarette-Smoking Man ]
I had to congratulate you.

Commend how you
handled things.

- How you handled Mulder.
- I did what I was asked.

You did well, son.

He's on very thin ice now,
you know.

Mulder will be back.

As long as he lives,
he won't give up.

There are solutions,
of course.

Simple but
extreme solutions.

I've used these methods.
They have their place.

But not here.

You've killed men.

You can kill a man,

but you can't kill
what he stands for.

Not unless you first
break his spirit.

That's a beautiful thing
to see.

[ Door Opens ]

It'd help if you shut the door.
It'd make it harder for them to see...

that I'm totally disregarding
everything I was told.

Everything we were told,
Mulder.

They can't take away the X-Files,
Scully. They tried.

You know,
Agent Fowley's report to O.P.R.
painted the facts in an interesting way.

I hope you haven't
been betrayed.

Agent Fowley's report
was a means to an end.

Trying to protect the work.
Protect the X-Files.

Mulder, Agent Fowley's report
states that the man you saw attacked...

was bludgeoned
by an unknown subject.

She makes no mention of
a little boy who, as it happens,
is nowhere to be found.

It would seem that her report
protects everything but you.

Agent Fowley took me to that plant
at great risk to herself,

where I saw something that you refuse
to believe in-- saw it again, Scully.

And though it may not say it
in her report, Diana saw it too.

And no matter what you think, she's
certainly not gonna go around saying...

that just because science
can't prove it, it isn't true.

I don't doubt what you saw,
Mulder.

I don't doubt you.

I'm willing to believe,
but not in a lie,

and not in the opposite
of what I can prove.

It comes down
to a matter of trust.

I guess it always has.

You're asking me
to make a choice?

I'm asking you
to trust my judgment.

To trust me.

I can't accept that, not if it
refutes what I know to be true.

Mulder,
these are test results,

D.N.A. from the claw nail
we found,

matching exactly the D.N.A. from the
virus you believe is extraterrestrial.

That's the connection.

Which matches exactly D.N.A.
that was found in Gibson Praise.

I don't understand. You're saying Gibson
Praise is infected with the virus?

No. It's a part
of his D.N.A.

In fact, it's a part
of all of our D.N.A.

It's called
a genetic remnant.

It's inactive junk D.N.A.,
except in Gibson, it's turned on.

If that were true, that would mean that
Gibson is in some part extraterrestrial.

It would mean
that all of us are.

[ Child ]
I made this!