All language subtitles for The.X-Files.S06E22.Biogenesis.Part.1.1080p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.AAC2.0.H.264

From space,
it seems an abstraction...

a magician's trick
on a darkened stage.

And from this distance,

one might never imagine
that it is alive.

It first appeared in the sea
almost four billion years ago,

in the form
of single-celled life.

In an explosion of life
spanning millions of years,

nature's first multicellular
organisms began to multiply.

And then it stopped.

440 million years ago,
a great mass extinction

would kill off nearly
every species on the planet,

leaving the vast oceans
decimated and empty.

Slowly, plants began to evolve,

then insects,
only to be wiped out

in the second great mass
extinction upon the Earth.

The cycle repeated
again and again...

reptiles emerging,
independent of the sea,

only to be killed off.

Then dinosaurs
struggling to life,

along with the first birds,
fish and flowering plants,

their decimations Earth's fourth

and fifth great extinctions.

Only 100,000 years ago,
homo sapiens appear...

man.

From cave paintings to the Bible

to Columbus to Apollo 11,
we have been a tireless force

upon the Earth and off,
cataloguing the natural world

as it unfolds to us.

Rising to a world population
of over five billion people,

all descended from
that original single cell...

that first spark of life.

But for all our knowledge,
what no one can say for certain

is what or who
ignited that original spark.

Is there a plan, a purpose
or a reason to our existence?

Will we pass, as those
before us, into oblivion,

into the sixth extinction

that scientists warn
is already in progress?

Or will the mystery be revealed

through a sign...

a symbol...

a revelation?

Yes, get me the international
operator, please.

I need to place a call
to the United States.

Excuse me, I'm looking
for the Biology Department,

for a Professor Sandoz.

Dr. Sandoz?

Professor Sandoz,
I'm Solomon Merkmallen.

Dr. Merkmallen. My God.

I thought something
had happened to you.

Oh. Did you not
get my message?

We were delayed in Frankfurt.

Look, the important thing
is you're here now,

- and you're safe.
- Yes.

Uh... you brought
me something...

this, uh... this
discovery of yours.

Yes.

I'm quite anxious to see it.

I was concerned I might be
relieved of it in customs.

There was some trouble

with the X-ray
machine in Germany.

What kind of trouble
did you have?

I told you of its power.

Yes, of course.

My credentials were the only
thing that prevented me

from being further detained.

I can't explain how it is,

but the two pieces
have become one.

I was hoping they'd match
the piece that you've found,

so that you might see
for yourself its magic.

Have you had any luck
reading it?

You're not Dr. Sandoz, are you?

A case like this,
I of course thought

of your obvious interest...
Dr. Merkmallen's views

and theories
being what they were.

I believe Agent Mulder is
familiar with his work.

Dr. Solomon Merkmallen,

professor of biology,
University of Ivory Coast.

He flew in yesterday
from Africa.

Two hours later,
he was apparently murdered

at American University.

His body is missing,
but there was enough blood

found on the floor
to make a fair assumption.

A couple of students also
confirmed that they spoke to him

when he asked them for
directions to find

a Dr. Steven Sandoz,
also a professor of biology.

Both men espouse a fringe theory
called "panspermia."

It's the belief
that life originated...

Elsewhere... in this universe.

You've heard of this?

Yeah. It's the idea

that Mars or other planets

were habitable
long before Earth,

and that, uh, cosmic
collisions on these planets

blasted microbes into
our solar system,

some of which landed
and flourished here.

You'd accept that as plausible?

Well, almost any scientist
would... theoretically.

I mean, it's just a theory.

That's about it, though.

You don't think
this has anything

to do with his death, do you?

Dr. Merkmallen found an artifact
in his country.

This is a rubbing
of that artifact.

He claimed it
contained a message...

not only of his Mars theories,

but the very meaning
of human existence.

Much less plausible.

Dr. Sandoz,
the man he'd come to meet,

made a similar claim
in a science journal.

He said he'd found
a artifact that was

almost identical to that

with similar writings on it.

And what was it supposed to say?

Well, we'd have to ask
Dr. Sandoz that.

Well, why don't we?

We can't. He's missing.

What are we doing, Mulder?

This is a police matter at best.

Skinner wants us on the case.

Are you going to try
and convince me

that you have no personal
interest in this case?

I am just a hired gun
for the FBI.

Oh, come on.

What if there's
something to this?

Two men suggesting that
we're all Martians.

Now, why would they possibly
come into foul play?

That's what we're being
asked to figure out.

I mean, this endless pursuit
of the truth, Mulder,

it just... it doesn't
make any sense to me now.

Mulder?

Did you hear a word
of what I just said?

No.

No?

Well, maybe you didn't want
to hear it.

No...

I couldn't hear it.

Mulder.

Look, after all you've done,
after all you've uncovered...

a conspiracy of men
doing human experiments,

men who are all now dead...

you exposed their secrets.

I mean, you've won.

What more could you possibly
hope to do or to find?

My sister.

Guess I was right about
this being a police matter.

Detective.

Can I help you?

Agents Mulder and Scully

with the FBI.

What do you have here?

Probable weapon...
blood and hair on it.

Looks like prints, too.

- Any word on this Dr. Sandoz?
- No.

But we're being told
the prints are very likely his.

Told by whom?

Man your partner's
speaking with.

I'm Fox Mulder with the FBI.

I'm Dr. Barnes,
head of the department.

They've asked me
to suspend classes

and organize interviews
with the faculty.

Any ideas yourself
about what happened here?

There's plenty of speculation.

About the missing Dr. Sandoz?

Apart from his laughable ideas,

my colleague was capable
of almost anything

to advance his rather
questionable reputation.

Capable of murder?

Dr. Sandoz's notes
are full of talk

about an artifact
coming over from West Africa.

But like the man
who was bringing it,

that artifact
has yet to be located.

Are you speaking of this?

Mulder?

Do you know
Dr. Sandoz believes

this writing was from aliens?

These are trivial men.

They have no patience for
the scientific process.

They're happy to read
their names in the tabloids.

Pseudoscientists.

Beyond embarrassment.

What is it, Mulder?

I don't know.

It's, uh... a hollow noise.

Same thing that happened to
me at work in the elevator

this morning.

You have a fever?

This is going to sound weird,

but I think it's that thing.

You're not kidding.

It's just a piece of paper.

I recognize the ideography.

You're late.

I'm sorry.

I thought this was my office.

Fox.

I called Chuck,

as I knew you would,
for authentication,

and to get his
professional opinion

on how you say
it's affecting you.

Fascinating, Mulder.

- You don't believe it, Chuck?
- No, no.

You know me.

This is right up my
twisted little alley.

So, uh... what exactly
are you experiencing?

Noise. Aural dissonance.

It comes and it goes.

Is it happening right now?

No, but it was
a few minutes ago.

And it's only affecting you...

triggered by the rubbing.

Wow. That blows me away.

Why?

Because the rubbing is a fake,

and I'm not

the first one to say so.

The writing is Cree...
phonetic Navajo...

but no literal interpretation
makes any sense.

And the fact that it was found

in Africa makes it all the more
suspicious as a fabrication.

Suspicious of what?

Do you know what
a magic square is?

Yeah. It has to do
with the occult.

Right. Very cool.

They first appear

in the ninth century in history,

but, uh...

...as the story goes,

God himself instructed Adam
in their use,

and then handed down

the secret to all his saints
and prophets and wise men

as a way of trapping
and storing potential power

to the person whose name
or numerical correlative

exercises that power.

That's what this thing is?

Well, that's what someone would
have you believe this is.

How do you know that?

As it turns out,

neither of us had to go
very far to find out.

Barnes documented

Sandoz's fakery once before.

If he was blunt about his
colleague when we met him,

in here, he is downright brutal.

Does he back any of that up?

Well, it's quite
scholarly, actually.

Barnes has made something

of a career exposing
science and religious fraud.

Name your wonder of the world...
he's been there, debunked that.

Yeah, but wouldn't it be in his
great interest to hide something

that he couldn't disprove
with his scholarship?

Well, Mulder, if it were real,

then why would an
American Indian artifact

be fused in rock on the west
coast of the African continent?

Well, in 1996, a rock from Mars
was found in Antarctica.

How did it get there?

It was from outer space.

Begs the question, doesn't it?

Why produce a fraud
with Navajo writing...

...in Africa?

Mulder?

Hey.

Step outside.

Step outside.

You're in pain.

No, it's going away.

Mulder, whatever
is causing this,

I think it needs
immediate attention.

I'm going to schedule you
an imaging scan.

No, I'm okay.
I really am.

Mulder, you're not okay.

If nothing else,
you should be at home in bed.

I'm not going home
to bed, Scully.

I think I know
what's causing this.

And I know what happened to

those two professors
and that artifact.

I got a sense of it yesterday
when I met that man Barnes.

- You had a sense of it?
- Yes.

This man Solomon
Merkmallen is dead.

Barnes knows it.
He killed him.

Killed him in that lab.

Well, I hope you're not
going to suggest

that we arrest him on that
rather baseless assumption.

No, I'm not.

Not until after I show you
what he did with the body.

I been all through the place.

You know what
you're looking for?

Let you know if we find it.

Ah.

Cops have been here,
too, you know.

They couldn't find
nothing, either.

Feh.

We'll come get you to lock up.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Whatever happened
to Dr. Sandoz,

he certainly liked to fly south
for the winter... a lot.

Gallup, New Mexico.

Navajo country.

Well, I think I know

who he was going to see.

That's Albert Hosteen.

Your World War II code-talker.

Maybe he was using him to read
the symbols on the artifact.

Or write them.

Mulder, you also said

that we'd find a body.

Care to make good
on that prediction?

Scully, you packing any latex?

No. Why?

Doesn't it smell like somebody
forgot to take out the garbage?

Oh, God.

So you think
Dr. Sandoz is innocent?

He's afraid for his life

because of what he knows
and what he has.

This?

Genuine artifact...

one of several pieces
of an unknown whole.

Dr. Barnes has one now, too.

That's why he killed
Solomon Merkmallen.

But the way his body
was disposed of...

Was to incriminate Sandoz,

to make him look
like the killer.

It's also to hide something.

Something that no one
would think to look for.

Scully, could you please tell...
what your medical exam found

in the lab report?

Parts of his body
were missing...

his arms, his hands,
uh, parts of his vital organs

and his thyroid.

All of which would retain
telltale traces of radiation.

Radiation from what?

The artifact.

On Agent Mulder's urging,

I ran tissue samples
through what's called

a charged particle
directional spectrometer.

Uh, there were traces of a kind
of radiation called CGR.

Cosmic galactic radiation.

It's a type of radiation

that's found only outside
our solar system.

Agent Scully?

I don't know how to explain it,

but I feel
that we can make an arrest.

Oh, forget the arrest.
We got to find these artifacts.

Agent Mulder?

Is there someone else
on this case, sir?

Excuse me?

There's someone else
on this case...

you're not telling me.

What the hell
is he talking about?

I hear it... in my head.

Mulder, let's go.

Mulder, you're losing it.

No, I'm not.

Listen to me... he's
not telling the truth.

I'm hearing people.
He's spying on us.

Mulder, you need
to see a doctor.

I need to find those artifacts.

I'll find the artifacts.

You need to go home right now.

Mulder.

Is there something
you're looking for?

Yes, I was looking
to speak to Mr. Hosteen.

Mr. Hosteen cannot accept
any visitors at this time.

Yes, I understand.

I saw him wheeled
out of here in an emergency.

Can you tell me
what's wrong with him?

I'm not allowed to give out
that kind of information.

I, um... I know him.

He's helped me in the past.

I'm sure that he wouldn't
mind you telling me.

Albert has cancer.

He's suffering from its effects.

He's dying.

Dr. Barnes?

Hey!

Hey!

Okay...

I need answers from you.

You the man who called?

Dr. Barnes.

Yes.

Dr. Barnes,

you and I are...

destined to be great friends.

Albert was the only translator

who didn't dismiss me
out of hand.

When I showed him
the original artifact,

he sensed immediately
its power and importance.

Trouble was,
it was only one fragment...

not enough to read.

But then other pieces surfaced.

Dr. Merkmallen found two more
in the tidal shallows.

He sent me a rubbing.

Suddenly,
Albert was able to make

a real translation.

A passage from the Bible

on an artifact
that you're saying

is extraterrestrial.

And, uh,
how did the aliens get it?

They gave it to us.

The text came from them.

I can prove it.

It's written here.

I'm sure of it.

Albert was working

to translate another section
when his health turned.

And, uh... this was
going to tell us what?

I don't know yet.

Albert said it just seemed
to be random letters.

Hello?

Hello? I'm sorry.

I'm trying to reach Fox Mulder.

Hold on, please. Fox?

Hello?

Mulder, where are you?

I'm here. I'm resting.

Where?

Who answered the phone?

I'm home.

It's okay. Where are you?

I'm in New Mexico,
with Dr. Sandoz.

Does he have the artifact?

Mulder, this, uh... artifact,

if I'm to believe
what I'm being told about it...

What?

It has a passage on it
from Genesis.

Scully, that artifact
is extraterrestrial.

Mulder, it can't be.

Did you know
what that would mean?

No, it would mean nothing,
Mulder.

No, it'd mean that our
progenitors were alien,

that our genesis was alien,

that we're here because of them,
that they put us here.

Mulder, that is science fiction.

It doesn't hold a drop of water.

You're wrong.
It holds everything.

Don't you see?
All the mysteries of science,

everything we can't understand
or won't explain,

every human behaviorism...

cosmology, psychology,
everything in the X Files...

it all owes to them.

It's from them.

Mulder, I will not accept that.

It is just not possible.

Well, then you go ahead
and prove me wrong, Scully.

Yes, it's Diana Fowley
calling for him.

I received a call
from Agent Mulder this evening.

He was in a particular state
of distress.

I don't know why,

but I'm staying here
until I find out.

...final preparations
for mass destruction

on a scale
that can only be imagined.

Well, what can we do
to stop them?

There appears to be nothing
we can do to prevent it.

It becomes a question
of managing the crisis.

Otherwise, we're facing
annihilation ourselves.

It began with
an act of supreme violence...

a big bang
expanding ever outward,

cosmos born of matter and gas...

matter and gas...

ten billion years ago.

Whose idea was this?

Who had the audacity
for such invention?

And the reason?

Were we part of that plan
ten billion years ago?

Are we born only to die?

To be fruitful and multiply
and replenish the Earth

before giving way
to our generations?

If there is a beginning,
must there be an end?

We burn like fires in our time,
only to be extinguished.

To surrender to
the elements' eternal reclaim.

Matter and gas.

Will this all end one day?

Life no longer passing to life,

the Earth left barren
like the stars above,

like the cosmos.

Will the hand that lit
the flame let it burn down?

Let it burn out?

Could we, too, become extinct?

Or if this fire of life
living inside us

is meant to go on, who decides?

Who tends the flames?

Can he reignite the spark
even as it grows cold and weak?

The healing ceremony has begun,
if you want to go inside.

No, I, uh... I don't think
that's right.

I don't share in their faith.

The medical doctors say they've
done everything they could.

I know.

I think they have.

I'm sorry.

Scully.

It's Skinner. Where are you?

I'm with Dr. Sandoz.

Where?

In Gallup, New Mexico.
Where are you?

A hospital in Georgetown.
I'm calling with some bad news.

Mulder's in serious
condition here.

What happened to him?

Nobody knows, Agent Scully.

You should do whatever you can

to get here as soon as possible.

I have to go. I have to leave.

Please, don't let anyone know
where I am...

until we know for sure.

They just told me

he's in the special
psychiatric unit.

I told you on the phone...

No, you said that
there was bad news.

You didn't tell me
what was wrong.

I'm sorry. It just took me
three flights to get here.

I don't know what to do, Dana.

No one else does, either.

I knew you'd want
to be here to see him,

to talk to the doctors.

What?

What is it?

Thank you for coming.

He was asking for
you last night.

You really shouldn't be in here.

What's wrong with him?

This man right here, Fox Mulder.

We're not sure
what's wrong with him,

and we don't know
what to do for him.

He's got extremely abnormal
brain function,

but there is no signs of stroke.

We're waiting to run more tests.

Waiting for what?

He's extremely violent.

With what we've given him,

he should be in
a barbiturate coma,

but there's brain activity

in areas we've
never seen before.

- I want to talk to him.
- No.

He's a danger to anyone.

Not to me.

Can we speak in the hall?

About what?

Agent Scully.

When did all this start?

When we took this case.

When Skinner gave it to us.

What kind of case is it?

Investigation into a murder.

Of whom?

The case has nothing to do
with what's happened to him.

Agent Scully says it does.

You know my background,

my previous work on the X Files.

If I can help on this case...

The X File here is a fraud.

Scully has ample
proof of that...

evidence authenticated
by a scholar and authority.

I never sent you that report.

Anyway, the case
is being resolved.

Not as far as it
affects Agent Mulder.

If you know what's happening,
why won't you tell me?

Why were you
with him last night?

He called me.

I found him in a
university stairwell.

He could barely speak.

He said I was the only
one who'd believe him...

about an artifact.

You're a liar.

Scully!

You're both liars.

Hello.

Agent Scully, Dr. Sandoz.

I'm sorry, I didn't know
how else to reach you.

There's something...

Dr. Sandoz, I-I don't know
if this is a secure line.

Yes, all right,
but I realized something.

The letters Albert translated
on the artifact...

I know what they are.

What they are?

Yes. They're coordinates,
Agent Scully.

For what?

For genes.

They're symbols
for gene clusters...

the human genome.

Are you there?

Yeah.

I think it's all here.

The map
to our human genetic makeup,

every gene on every chromosome...

proof of what I've been saying.

If only
we could find more pieces.

Dr. Sandoz?

Hello?

Dr. Sandoz?

It's the same.

I'll take you,
but they are afraid.

I made this!