All language subtitles for The.X-Files.S05E14.BDRip.x264-SPRiNTER

Thanks, Mister. I'll mail it right off.

"Federal Bureau of Investigation."

We’ve got numerous bodies.
We’re coming in for a closer look.

Agent Mulder!

Was she here? Is she here?

- Yes. The medics are all over her.
- She's alive?

They're working on her now. Come on.

An SAR chopper pilot found her
in the woods with 50 other survivors.

She has minor burns. Her fluids and
electrolytes were abnormally depleted.

Scully?

She's in vasogenic shock. You gents are
in the way. She needs to get to a hospital.

On three? One, two, three.

What happened here, Agent Mulder?

The answer just got loaded
onto that chopper.

Can I talk to you, please?

Is she here? Was she found?

Who?

- Agent Spender?
- My mother.

I'm fairly certain
it's not a question of dosage.

We've administered three intramuscular
injections over the past 20 hours

since we found her on the roadside.

- And you've seen no effect?
- No,

It doesn't look good at all.

- What time is it?
- "What time is it?"

It's time to thank your lucky stars.

- Why are you laughing?
- I'm not laughing at you.

I'm just very happy
to be standing here talking to you.

- Mulder, what am I doing here?
- You were airlifted here in vasogenic shock.

From what?

You've got some first-degree burns
and scorching on your hands and face.

- From what?
- You don't remember?

Mulder...

- Is any of this coming back to you?
- I was there?

- Doing what?
- I was hoping you were going to tell me.

You shouldn't be elevated until
we can get your blood pressure back up.

- She really needs her rest.
- I'll come back.

Mulder...

They didn't find her. She wasn't among
the victims. They only found her wheelchair.

- I'm sorry.
- What were you doing with her?

What makes you think
we have anything to do with this?

My mom's a cripple. She hasn't driven
a car for I don't know how long.

They found her wheelchair
130 miles from the hospital,

where, I'm told,
Scully was meeting with her.

- Look...
- No, you look!

She's my mother.
She's not some test subject of yours.

- Your mother will be found.
- All I want is for you to leave it alone.

Is that too much to ask?

You're probably thirsty.

Remind me to complain
to the captain about the service.

You may have that opportunity.

This ship is bound back
to Vladivostok tomorrow.

I gather there'll be
quite an enthusiastic homecoming.

- Do you have the boy?
- No. Ms Covarrubias took him.

Your alliance with her
was as misguided as ours.

But it appears she was unaware of
the consequences of her deception.

You were clever. Infect the boy

to ensure infection of anyone who tried to
learn what he knows, who would cheat you.

- Then where's the boy?
- Dead.

Victim of another mysterious holocaust,
unable now to tell what he knew or saw.

So you've got no choice but to deal with me.

I'm afraid there's no deal to be made.

I'm the only one who knows what
those incidents are, and what they mean.

I know what that boy saw.

You've as much as told me
what I need to know.

- You know nothing.
- If the boy was your trump card,

why infect him
unless you could also cure him

with a vaccine developed by the Russians?

One that works?

It would mean that resistance
to the alien colonists was now possible.

- You're dreaming.
- Do you have the vaccine?

- You need what I know.
- Do you have the vaccine?!

Give you the means to save Covarrubias
after what she did?

The means to save yourself.

I don't know what to say.

I mean, I don't have the first clue.

There's nothing here.

You're not alone.
None of the other survivors

have been able to give a cogent account.

Mulder, I have never been here.

I couldn't tell you how to get here,
let alone drive it.

Do you remember when you
last saw Cassandra Spender?

She was there too?

I ran more x-rays. I haven't told
anybody yet what I found, though.

You found more implants?

That would explain how you were directed
to the site and why you can't remember.

That would explain the sensation Cassandra
Spender described and Skyland Mountain.

I bet it wouldn't explain
why they would want to kill me.

And it doesn't explain why I survived.

It all comes down to a question.

One that hasn't been answered
or honestly addressed.

Who made that chip in your neck?

That chip was found
in a military research facility.

Our government made that chip,

implanted it in your neck
as part of a secret military project

to develop a biochemical weapon,
to monitor your immunity

or to destroy you like a lab rat
if the truth were to be exposed.

Your cancer, your cure...

everything that's happening to you now...

it all points to that chip.

The "truth" I've been searching for?

That truth is in you.

Mulder, when I met you five years ago,

you told me that your sister
had been abducted...

by aliens.

That that event had marked you so deeply
that nothing else mattered.

I didn't believe you,

but I followed you

on nothing more than your faith
that the truth was out there.

Based not on fact, not on science,

but on your memories
that your sister had been taken from you.

Your memories were all that you had.

I don't trust those memories now.

Whether you trust them or not,
they've led you here.

And me.

But I have no memories
to either trust nor distrust.

And if you ask me now to follow you again,

to stand behind you
in what you now believe,

without knowing
what happened to me out there,

without those memories.

I can't.

I won't.

If I could give you those memories,

if I could prove that I was right and
that what I believed for so long was wrong...

Is that what you really want?

Facial scarrings appear to be
self-mutilation. Done as protection.

Protection against what?

Infection by the black oil.

He was the lone survivor
of a crashed spacecraft

at a military base in West Virginia.

- What the hell is he?
- An alien rebel.

This is what the boy saw in Russia.

The last face the dead saw
at Skyland Mountain,

and most surely who killed
our man at the dam in Pennsylvania.

He is a resistance fighter
against the alien colonists.

This is what Alex Krycek knew -
that a war had begun.

What good was that knowledge?

Without the vaccine
for the black oil no one can survive.

We have a vaccine.

Developed by the Russians,
stolen by Krycek, given to me.

You see what this means?
Resistance is possible.

We have the weapons
and the magic in hand.

- We don't know the vaccine works.
- It will.

And if it doesn't,
we have a new alliance to be made.

- Side with the resistance?
- Suicide.

They'll squash us, as they do them.
We must turn the rebel over.

But first, wait till we know
the vaccine works.

Hi, Dana.
It's nice to meet you again.

Are you OK with this?

I'm OK.

There are a few things I want to say
I didn't touch on over the phone.

I'm sure Agent Mulder told you
about how this works.

- Have you ever been hypnotized?
- Once.

But. I have to be honest with you,
I didn't have much luck.

Well, I hope we can do better today.

I'm going to be using
something a little different.

You may have heard of hypnagogic trance,

which is just a light trance state

where we relax
some of the filtering processes.

OK?

I'm going to ask you to go back
to the place we talked about on the phone.

Just close your eyes
and take long, deep breaths,

relaxing all parts of your body.

Long, deep breaths,

relaxing your hands and your feet.

Relaxing your jaw, your pelvis.

Long, deep breaths.

Back to the night place.

I don't think this is working.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God...

Where are you. Dana?

I'm... I'm with the others.

- Are you in the night place?
- Yes.

And then... And then it was gone.

Ohh!

- What is it, Dana?
- It's.. uh...

- They're back.
- Who?

They're... they're on fire!

Oh, God. They're setting them on fire!

I can't...

- Who? Who's doing this?
- Their faces...

They have no faces.
I mean... they have no eyes.

Oh, God. They‘re coming at us.

They're surrounding us.

They won't stop. They won't stop it.

There's... there's another one.

There's another ship.

They see it.

- They were attacking them.
- Attacking who?

The faceless men. They're...
Oh, my God. I can't...

Do you want to stop. Dana?

No.

Now it's coming at us.

Oh, my God!

No! Cassandra!

Where is Cassandra?

They're taking her. They're...

Oh, my God!

- I can't...
- Dana.

Dana. I'm going to stop now.

- I want you to open your eyes.
- No, I...

I want you to open your eyes,
Dana, and come on back.

Dana, I want you to open your eyes
and come on back to us.

OK.

You've been here the whole time?

I, uh, reviewed the tape
of the session as you requested.

I have to say, I wasn't prepared
for what I heard on this.

- No, sir. Neither was I.
- Agent Mulder?

I'm familiar with regression
and Dr Werber's work.

I've heard hundreds of those types
of abduction scenarios.

- What do you make of this one?
- The imagery is startling but not atypical.

Bright lights, weightlessness, lost
time expressed as a close encounter,

an abduction, religious rapture
as a dark night of the soul.

"Expressed"?

Described, and then interpreted
into a linear narrative.

a Gestalt impression of
a subjective nonlinear experience.

- And your interpretation?
- Agent Scully witnessed a powerful event.

Not unlike the one I described
on my regression tape

of the false memory
of my sisters abduction.

Agent Scully?

I've listened to the tape several times,

and I don't have a clear recollection
of what I hear myself saying.

But I also don't see any reason
why I'd be saying it.

I've got a problem.

I have to head up the investigation
into this incident.

I don't have the luxury of interpretation.
I have to make a report.

That report must state a reason or cite
a fact, or at least make an assumption.

As I sit here right now, I'm unable
to do that. I need to know what happened.

- It was staged.
- To?

To test a classified military project,
or to cover it up.

- So what happened to Cassandra Spender?
- She was taken aboard a military aircraft,

as part of the staging.

Over the past five years I've doubted you,

only to be persuaded by the power of
your belief in extraterrestrial phenomena.

I'm doubting you now,
not because of that belief, but...

because extraterrestrial phenomena
is frankly the more plausible explanation.

Then I suggest you put that in your report.

- The vaccine has no effect.
- We must give it time.

We must survive first.

Survival means collaboration.

Turn over the alien rebel

and you turn over any chance of resistance.

It's already been done.

I heard about this office.

It really is in the basement.

- I'm here about my mother.
- Well, we don't know anything more.

I spoke with Dr Werber.
He said you'd been to his office.

- Did he say why?
- No. He didn't have to.

I'm assuming, knowing the facts I do,

that you're wondering about
the possibility of alien abduction.

I'm sure you know enough about it.
Agent Mulder surely pushed the idea.

No, actually, Agent Mulder hasn't.

I find that hard to believe.

I thought you were here about your mother.

You went to see her.
I'd like to know what you talked about.

We talked about how she was feeling.
We talked about a lot of things.

You talked about abduction?
About her experiences?

- Did you talk about me?
- In what way?

I have something here that
I think might explain a lot for you.

And there's a bright light.
There's people standing around.

That's me. I'm 11 years old.

..in the sky, where the bright light is.

I’m starting to cry.

I'm really, really scared
and I wanna get back in the car,

but I can't find my mom.

And then I see her.

There's something in the sky,
and it's all flashing lights.

It’s so bright, it hurts my eyes.

And then she's going up in the sky.

I’m yelling "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy".

And then I feel my feet, and they
aren’t on the ground. I'm floating up.

Seen enough?

Is that what you're afraid
people will find out?

Yes. But not because it's true.

- None of this happened.
- I don't understand.

I made it up. Or, I should say, my mom did.

- She told you to say those things?
- Essentially.

She told me that story so many times
that I believed it. Absolutely.

It became a kind of truth.

- And it was really just a substitute.
- For what?

For the fact that my dad had left his family
and it drove my mom insane.

Only I was 11 years old and I didn't know it.

Why are you here, Agent Spender?

- Why did you show this to me?
- Because I think the process is bogus.

Dr Werber and his whole regression
of memory is BS.

It's like having a dream
and then pretending it's real.

I think that Dr Werber would beg to differ.

He indulged and infantilised my mother
for his own purposes.

I think he's dangerous
and his methods are unsound.

If you went through it, I hope
you'd question the results.

I appreciate your opinion, but I don't have
a mother feeding me abduction stories.

You've got Agent Mulder, don't you?

How many times have you heard
the stories he's told?

How about the one about his own sister?

Don't let yourself be used.

You must be losing it, Mulder.
I could beat you with one hand.

Isn't that how you like to beat yourself?

If those are my last words, I can do better.

I'm not hereto kill you, Mulder.

- I'm here to help you.
- Hey, thanks.

If it wasn't in my best interests,
I'd happily squeeze this trigger.

What's stopping you?

Hear this, Agent Mulder.

Listen very carefully, because what
I'm telling you is deadly serious.

There is a war raging, and unless
you pull your head out of the sand,

you and I and five billion other people
are gonna go the way of the dinosaur.

I'm talking planned invasion.

The colonization of this planet
by an extraterrestrial race.

I thought you were serious!

Kazakhstan, Skyland Mountain,
the site in Pennsylvania,

they're alien lighthouses
where the colonization will begin,

but where now a battle's being raged.

A struggle for heaven and earth,

where there is one law: fight or die.

And one rule: resist or serve.

- Serve who?
- Not "who".

"What".

Krycek, you're a murderer,
a liar and a coward.

Just because you stick a gun in my chest,
I'm supposed to believe you're my friend?

Get up.

I was sent by a man.

A man who knows, as I do,
that resistance is in our grasp.

And in yours.

The mass incinerations were
strikes by an alien rebellion...

to upset plans for occupation.

Now, one of these rebels
is being held captive.

And if he dies... so does the resistance.

Come in.

- Mulder?
- Huh?

What are you doing sitting here in the dark?

Thinking.

- Thinking about what?
- The usual.

Destiny. Fate.
How to throw a curve ball.

The inextricable relationships in our lives

that are neither accidental
nor somehow in our control either.

I've just taken a long walk,

and I've reconsidered
that I may have been wrong

about what I believed happened to me.

I have been doing
some reconsidering of my own.

- What is this?
- Maybe an answer...

to a question you and I seem
to have been destined to ask.

- Yes, sir?
- We're federal agents,

requesting permission to enter.

Do you have any paperwork, Agent Mulder?

It's Mulder. I wasn't aware
that any special authorization was needed.

The nature of our facility
and the hazardous chemicals here

mean I can only allow
pre-cleared personnel on base.

Are you aware that there's been
a leak in contamination in a lab,

and the personnel inside
need immediate medical attention?

- No, sir. I wasn't.
- Why don't you check on that?

I'd hate for somebody to die
because you were uninformed.

- Buckle up, Scully.
- He's armed and well within his jurisdiction.

- I know this man.
- Who?

That driver. I know his face.

They do not have any authority to be here.
Place them under military arrest.

Yes, sir.

Stop that truck!

Get out of the car. You're under arrest.

This is West Gate. I've got a security breach
and possible hijacking of a military vehicle.

No!

What happened?

I don't know.

Agent Spender.

Sir.

I'm sorry. There's been
no news about your mother.

I appreciate you
wanting to keep this discreet.

I'll try and do that.

But you should know Agent Mulder
has opened an X-File on this case.

This hasn't reflected on you
in any way, Agent Spender.

- Thank you sir.
- You'll do fine.

It seems you have a patron outside
this office who thinks highly of you.

- Who's that?
- I don't know.

Someone working with
a high level of influence.

Oh, Agent Spender. Got a letter for you.

Sorry about that, Mister.