All language subtitles for The X Files - 3x11 - Revelations.en

[Man]
God tests our faith...

so that we may not
take it for granted.

I once gave counsel
to a little girl.

She was very distraught, because
her older brother had told her...

that Moses hadn't
really parted the Red Sea.

He said that high winds
and strong ocean currents...

had been responsible.

In hearing this,

the faith of this child
had been severely shaken.

In order to restore
her credence,

she had but
one question for me.

She asked, " Reverend,

is there really such a thing
as a miracle,

or are the stories in the Bible
just make-believe ?

Fairy tales. "
I assured her that yes,

miracles really do happen.

Most people today tend to vest
themselves in science and cynicism.

They expect proof
for all that they see.

But miracles are
wondrous by nature.

They need no rationale,
no justification.

You must witness the miracles
of the Lord without question.

[ Groaning ]

[ Murmuring ]

My blood flows
as a test of your faith.

Open your souls to
the divine possibilities !

It is then
and only then...

that you will truly understand the
awesome powers of the Almighty Lord!

[Congregants Chattering]

[ Sighs ]

[Curtains Opening]

Yes ?

I was impressed
with your sermon, Reverend.

Thank you.

I just want
to tell you that...

some of us do believe.

[ Chuckles ]
I appreciate that.

It always does my heart good
to know that...

I've touched
at least one person.

Oh, I think you have
quite an effect on a lot of people.

Me, most of all.

[ Groans, Gasps ]

Oh, my God.
No !

[Gasping Continues]

[ Breathing Stops ]

These ligature marks on his neck
are consistent with...

rope or fabric burns,

strongly suggesting
that he was strangled.

But there seems to be an awful lot
of blood loss here.

His parishioners said the Reverend
Finley was bleeding from his hands.

- Like the wounds of the crucifixion.
- Stigmata ?

A sign bestowed by God
upon the righteous.

I don't see any wounds here,
on his hands or wrists or otherwise.

No.

I think this is a case
of too much faith.

- And too much sugar.
- What are you doing ?

It's fake.

-Just like the others.
- Others ?

I've been tracking
a series of international,
religiously-motivated murders.

All of the victims have been
so-called stigmatics,

and all of them have been frauds,
like the reverend here.

According to certain
religious lore,

at any given time there are
1 2 stigmatics in the world,

representing the 1 2 Apostles.

It�s a claim that's unsubstantiated,
though there have been many pretenders--

eleven have been murdered
in the past three years.

- Eleven ? Any clue
as to the motivation ?
- Either we're dealing with...

a psychotic religious fanatic
who's hell-bent on exposing
these kind of frauds,

or a less programmatic psycho
who harbors a murderous
resentment towards the church.

Or maybe it�s just a, uh--
a very disgruntled altar boy.

Well, that narrows down
the field.

Anyway, it's safe to say
this guy carries a grudge.

And if I'm right about
one thing, the killer is here.

And he's looking for
victim number 1 2.

[Bell Ringing]

[Bell Ringing]

[Female Teacher]
All right, let's sit down.

- [Children Chattering]
- I trust everyone studied...

his or her flash cards
for today's quiz ?

[Students]
Aww!

[Teacher]
All right, let�s settle down.

- Geek !
- [Students Laughing]

Kevin Kryder?
I assume, Kevin,

that in the last 24 hours,
you've become quite the math wizard.

- [Students Laughing]
- Why don�t you come on up
to the board...

and share with us
your gift of numbers ?

Let's try some division.

You do know the division sign,
don�t you, Kevin ?

[Laughing]

Let's divide 11...

into 170.

[Girl]
That�s so easy!

[ Scraping, Squeaking ]

- [Boy] Eww! Blood!
- [Frightened Chattering]

Oh, my God.

-[Girl] What happened to him ?
-[Teacher] I don't know.

Thank you for contacting us
so quickly.

When I read the F.B.I.'s alert,
I thought immediately of Kevin.

You said on the phone that there
had been a previous incident ?

Last year. Kevin arrived at school with
bleeding wounds on his hands and feet.

Our first concern is
always an abusive parent.

- Was that the case ?
- Well, it appeared so.

Kevin's father was arrested and
we took the boy as a ward of the court.

But the state dropped charges
for lack of evidence.

The mother sued
and won custody.

Mr. Kryder was
institutionalized soon after.

- Institutionalized for what ?
- When he was released from jail,

he locked himself
and Kevin in the house.

It made all the papers.
He was waving a gun at the police,

saying he had
to protect the boy--

that Kevin was
chosen by God.

[ Softly] Can I talk to you
for a minute here ?

- How's he doing ?
- Fine.

Hi, Kevin.

My name is Dana Scully.

Can I talk to you
a minute ?

Am I going back
to the shelter ?

We don't know just yet. Right now,
we have to find out what happened.

Can you tell me how you got
those cuts on your hands ?

- No.
- No, you can't tell me,
or no, you don't know ?

You want me to say
my dad did it.

I don't want you to say
anything that isn't true.

I don't feel that good.

He feels a bit feverish.
Did you take his temperature ?

No, I didn't.

[ Nurse ]
Open.

You're a very
brave boy, Kevin.

You have nothing
to be afraid of.

Where's Kevin ?
Is he all right ?

He's doing just fine.
The nurse is just changing his bandages.

[Woman]
Oh, my God.

- I thought this was all over.
- Mrs. Kryder ?

My name is Fox Mulder.
I'm with the F.B.I.

The F.B.I. ?
Who called the F.B.I. ?

We're here because we have reason
to believe that Kevin may be
in some danger.

In danger from what ?

As strange as it might sound, someone
may be targeting people like Kevin.

What do you mean,
"people like Kevin" ?

People exhibiting wounds
that might be interpreted
as having religious significance.

[ Gasps ]
Hmm !

- [Nurse] What was that ?
- I don't know.

I didn't do anything.
It just broke !

Kevin�s just a normal kid. He probably
just hurt himself out on the playground.

I'm sure there's an explanation,
Mrs. Kryder. But right now,

everybody's primary concern
should be for Kevin's safety.

I'd like to put him back into the
shelter until we can sort this out.

You don't think
I did this to Kevin ?

You think I'm the one
who cut his hands ?

We don't know how he got
the cuts, but we'd like some
time to evaluate his case.

I would never hurt my own child.
Do you hear me ?

Now, I have fought a battle over my son
before that tore my family apart.

And I'm not gonna
fight it again.

[ Sighs ]
I love my job.

- Let's get out of here, Scully.
- The kid's hands were
definitely cut, Mulder.

They're taking him into custody.
We've warned them about his safety.

- What else we can do ?
- Have you determined how
his hands were cut ?

No, not yet. But my guess
is that the kid did it to himself.

Boy has his father taken away. He hurts
himself to relieve his dad of guilt...

- and to get him back.
- Maybe we should talk to his father.

- He's in an institution.
- His father said
that he needed to be protected.

Maybe he knows from whom.

He's bleeding again,
isn't he ?

- Yes. How did you know that ?
- Because the faithful know.

Mr. Kryder, the claims you've made
for your son may have put him in danger.

Do you know that ?

The child was in danger
long before I made the claims.

Since the day he was born,
they've been watching him.

- They ?
- The forces of darkness.

They will come
in the form...

of a powerful
and respected man.

These forces,
what do they want ?

To claim all souls.

You must understand.
This is the great war...

between good and evil.

Armageddon.

-[Thunderclap]
- God will find someone to stop it.

Someone who is strong enough
to make the sacrifice.

- He's chosen you ?
- I'm merely a messenger.

Let's go.

The two kids are running down
this long hallway.

But all the doors are locked.
There's nowhere to go.

Soon, they'll both be toast.

They can hear his bloody leg
dragging on the foor.

- Oh !
- The mutant is on their trail.

Hungry for the taste...

of young meat.

- What's it look like ?
-[Boy] Yeah. What ?

Do you really want to know ?

It looks like the Devil.

And he's bald, because all his hair
has burnt off in hell.

And his fingers are
like pitchforks...

with little barbs
on the end,

so all he has to do
is point at you...

and you can't get away.

With each step
he gets closer.

Step by step...

by step...

by step.

He's so close now that even
the furniture starts to shake.

- [Child, Gasping] My God!
- Step by step...

by step...

by step.

[Door Banging]

- [Children Gasp, Shudder]
- Let's get out of here !

[ Clamoring ]

[Doors Slamming,
Children Screaming]

What color hair did he have ?
Brown or blond, black--

He was bald.
He didn't have no hair.

'Cause it all burned off
in hell.

How tall was he ?
Was he about my height ?

- Taller ? Shorter ?
- Taller.

About 6'2", 6'3" ?

Yeah. Maybe even bigger.
And he was dressed all in black.

- All right.
-[Woman] Come on. That�s it.

[ Chattering ]

What happened to Kevin ?
Where is he ?

Kevin was abducted
from this room.

Several of the children witnessed it.
We're getting a description of the man.

But you were supposed
to protect him.

You said he would be safe.

We're sorry, Mrs. Kryder.
We're doing everything we can.

[ Softly]
Scully ?

- Did you get a composite ?
- Yeah, it looks like
Kevin was abducted...

by Homer Simpson's
evil twin.

- This isn't the killer, Mulder.
- That's a safe assumption.

No, I mean it
doesn't match the M.O.

None of the previous victims
were ever abducted.

None of the previous victims
were ten-year-old boys.

[ Sighs ]
Is this the man that took Kevin ?

Yeah, but we're not sure
how accurate that is.

- It's Owen.
- You know this man ?

Yeah, it's Owen Jarvis.
When my husband left,

we hired him
to do yard work.

[Man]
I carved all the animals myself.

It's the Ark.
Do you like it ?

So, when are you going
to take me home, Owen ?

There's no reason
to be afraid.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I've been
watching you, Kevin.

You�re a very special boy.

You know that, don�t you ?

- I want to go home.
- You can't do that.

- I can't let you.
- Why not ?

Because it's not safe !

I'm your friend, Kevin.

You have to trust me.

Just think of me as...
your guardian angel.

- [Car Approaching]
- Shh !

[Car Getting Closer]

Don't say a word.

Stay here.
Don't move.

Federal agents !
Put down your weapon.

Put it down, right here.
Down ! Now !

Put it down, right here.
Down ! Now !

Put it down.

Where's the boy ?

Where's the boy ?

Don't hurt him.
Please ?

- [Hatch Door Banging]
- [Gasping]

[ Panting ]
Kevin ?

[ Handcuffs Clicking ]

Where's the boy ?

What have you done
with Kevin ?

He can't go home.
It's not safe there. I told him that.

- Is this Kevin Kryder's blood ?
- Yes.

- Did you hurt him ?
- No. I'm not the one
that wants to hurt him.

If it�s not you,
then who is it ?

I was only asked
to protect the boy.

- By who ? Who asked you
to protect him ?
- God.

[ Scoffing ]

- It's quite a long distance
call, isn't it ?
- You don't understand.

-Unless someone protects Kevin--
-It's the end of the world
as we know it, right ?

" He who has ears,
let him hear--"

"And he that has a tongue,
let him speak."
Now, tell me where he is.

You believe me,
don�t you ?

I mean, you must wear that
as a reminder.

Mr. Jarvis, my religious convictions
are hardly the issue here.

But they are. How can you help Kevin...
if you don't believe ?

Even the killer,
he believes.

And the townsfolk wonder why
I sleep in on Sunday.

Mass on Christmas.
Fish on Friday.

You think that makes you
a good Christian ?

Just because you don't
understand sacrifice,

because you�re unwilling,

don't think for a moment
that you set the rules for me.

I don't
question His word.

Whatever He asks of me,

- I'll do.
-[Chair Scraping]

- [ Mulder] Sit down, Mr. Jarvis.
- I just want to go to heaven.

- [ Mulder] Hey !
- [Scully] Don't!

[Crashing]

- [ Panting, Grunting ]
-[Handcuffs Clicking]

Mom !

Mom !

You home ?

-[Doorbell Rings]
- [ Gasps ]

[Doorbell Rings]

[Creaking]

[ Sizzling ]

Kevin ?

Kevin ?

I know you�re here, son.

[Hangers Rattling]

[ Breathing Erratically]

[Rattling Continues]

Run, Kevin. Run !

- [ Gasping ]
- [ Steam Hissing ]

Kevin.
What is it ?

[ Panting ]
Upstairs !

You'll be okay.
You'll be okay.

Are you the one that was
sent to protect me ?

[Scully]
Owen Lee Jarvis. Adult Caucasian male.

42years of age.

Cause of death
is strangulation,

consistent with
previous victims,

as suggested by burn marks
around his neck.

Except--

Appears to be
some kind of a pattern,

just to the right
of his windpipe.

Possibly a handprint.

Note to the lab
to check further.

It is now 1 4 hours
after the time of death.

But so far his body
hasn't even begun to break down.

Rigor mortis
has yet to set in.

His core body
temperature...

remains at
98 degrees.

His skin color,
lividity, is healthy.

- There seems to be some--
-[Doorknob Jiggling]

Any revelations ?

Mulder, would
you do me a favor ?

Would you smell
Mr. Jarvis ?

[ Scoffs ]
You want me to smell him ?

What am I supposed
to be smelling ?

Y-You don't detect
a faint floral odor ?

Mulder, this man's body
is in no way decomposing normally.

In catechism, we learned
of instances like this.

So-called "incorruptibles"
whose bodies wouldn't decay, and who...

emitted a smell
of flowers.

You're serious ?

Saint Cecilia,
Saint Francis--

And now you�re suggesting
that this is "Saint Owen" ?

I don't know.

Scully, those stories you're
referring to are mostly regarded as...

hagiographic fabrications,
not historical truths.

-Just like the occurrence
of the stigmata.
- What do you think this is ?

This man ?

He was rather abnormal in life.
Maybe he�s decomposing abnormally.

Isn't a "saint" or a holy person
just another term for somebody
who's abnormal ?

- Do you really believe that ?
- I... believe in the idea...

that God's hand
can be witnessed.

I believe He can
create miracles, yes.

Even if science
can't explain them ?

Maybe that�s just
what faith is.

Well, I wouldn't let faith
overwhelm your judgment here.

These people are simply
fanatics behaving fanatically,

using religion
as a justification.

They give bona fide paranoiacs
like myself a bad name.

They're no more divine or holy than that
ketchup we saw on the murdered preacher.

I think once you�re finished
your autopsy, you�ll come
to the same conclusion.

Saint Owen.

[Doors Opening]

-[Door Closing]
- [ Sighs ]

[Telephones Ringing,
Chattering]

- Got your message.
What did you turn up ?
- It's what you turned up.

- What ?
- Those burn marks and
impressions on Jarvis�s neck ?

They pulled a pair of prints.
Take a look at this:

a partial index and a full oblique
burned right onto the skin.

Any evidence as to how
the killer managed to do that ?

No, not yet. But I cross-checked
the prints in the N.C.I.C. database.

They belong to a businessman
named Simon Gates.

He's the C.E.O. of a company
based in Atlanta.

He's one of the wealthiest men
in the South.

"A powerful
and respected man."

He was arrested three years ago on
a D.U.I. Left a young boy paralyzed.

He received a suspended sentence,
then he left the country.

- Went to Israel.
- Israel ?

- Have you heard of
the Jerusalem syndrome ?
- Yes, when people...

who visit the Holy Land suffer religious
delusions induced by the journey.

Yeah, they return home convinced
that they are the Messiah, Moses,

the Virgin Mary--
even the devil himself.

If that�s what Simon Gates
believes, he�s just as
delusional as Michael Kryder,

only a lot more dangerous.

It doesn't explain how he was
able to burn his fingerprints
into Owen Jarvis�s flesh.

[Cell Phone Ringing]

-[Single Beep]
- Mulder.

What ?

- Well, how is that possible ?
- It's Kevin, isn't it ?

Hol-Hold on.

Yeah, a social worker
took Kevin out to lunch at 1 :00.

But witnesses claim
they saw him outside the facility...

with his mother
at the exact same time.

-[Horn Honking]
- Kevin ! Lay off the horn.

[ Scoffs ]

Damn !

[ Sniffs ]

- [ Brakes Squeaking ]
- [Car Door Opening]

Looks like you�re having
a little trouble.

- Can I give you a hand ?
- Oh, no. It's fine.
Does this all the time.

I just have to wait
for it to cool down.

At least let me take
the cap off for you.

- That should get things started.
- No. I'm fine.

Really,
it's no trouble at all.

In the old days, people
used to stop to help.

Now they just
drive on by.

People also used
to say thank you.

- What do you want ?
- I think you know.

- Hey, mister !
- Kevin ! Run !

No !
[ Grunts ]

Hey, Mom ! Get up.
Please, Mom, come on !

- [ Moaning ]
- Mom ?

[ Groaning ]

[ Breathing Heavily]

[ Tires Squealing ]

Mom, are you okay ?

Come on, Mom ! Don't fall asleep !
Come on, wake up !

- Come on!
- [Tires Squealing]

[Sirens Wailing,
Chattering On Police Radio]

[Sirens Wailing,
Chattering On Police Radio]

- She died because of me.
- It was an accident, Kevin.

Your mother was only
trying to protect you.

Why does he want
to hurt me ?

I don't know.

But I won't let him
hurt you.

- I promise.
- It's because I'm different, isn't it ?

Why can't I just be
like everybody else ?

How are you
different, Kevin ?

- [ Sighs ]
- Kevin ?

I just am.

Agent Mulder and I are gonna
take you back to the shelter.

There'll be a doctor
to take a look at you there.

Do I have
to go back there ?

No. Uh--

No, you don't.

Why don�t you
tuck back inside ?

- Is he ready to go ?
- I want to keep him with us, Mulder,

until Gates
is apprehended.

Look, I know about getting personally
involved, and I'm not.

- Did he I.D. Gates ?
- [ Softly] Yes.

That'll help. A man fitting Gates's
description rented the car.

Under the name " Forau."
That's one of the devil's disciples.

[Chattering On Police Radios
Continues]

[Water Running,
Stopping]

[ Gasps ]
I'll wait right outside.

[Door Closes]

You never draw my bath.

Kevin has a cut
under his ribs.

- He was in an accident.
- No. I--

I was with the paramedics when they were
looking at him. It wasn't there.

- Maybe you missed it.
- No, Mulder.

- I was paying close attention.
- What do you think it is ?

Yesterday, I saw
Kevin's hands.

They were bleeding from identical
wounds on the top as on the bottom.

-Just like in the crucifixion.
- Scully--

There have been other signs.
I haven't said anything until now,

because I haven't been sure--
and I'm still not sure.

- Sure of what, exactly ?
- How Kevin was able to be
in two places at once.

just like Saint Ignatius
was able to do in the Bible.

[ Scoffing ] That was
in the Bible. That's a parable.

It's a metaphor for the truth,
not the truth itself.

Why didn�t Kevin conveniently
bilocate when Owen Jarvis
abducted him from the shelter?

How is it that you�re able
to go out on a limb whenever
you see a light in the sky,

but you�re unwilling to accept
the possibility of a miracle...

even when it's
right in front of you ?

I wait for a miracle every day.
What I've seen here has tested
my patience, not my faith.

Well, what about
what I've seen ?

- [Window Opening]
- Kevin ?

You okay ?
[ Knocking ]

I didn't lock it.

I'll call the police.

They put up a cordon
in a ten-mile radius. No sign of them.

-[Traffic Passing]
- Best I can figure is,

they must have had an acetylene torch
in the back of the truck.

I don't know how else
they could have done it.

I wasn't out of that room
for more than two minutes, Mulder.

- Come on. There's someone
I want to talk to again.
- Who ?

- Kevin's father.
- Why ?

He knew that Kevin
was in danger.

- He warned about a "powerful
and respected man."
- The man's a nutcase, Scully.

- Maybe he is--
- But if Kevin is in immediate danger--

even if his father has
anything to say about Gates--
it doesn't help us right now.

Well, it's not doing us a lot of good
standing around here.

[Chattering
On Police Radio]

So, this is the man
who took my son.

- You've never seen him before ?
- No.

Why would anyone
want to hurt Kevin ?

What does he want ?

You really don't know ?

I-I'm-I'm sorry.

I'm just a little
foggy right now.

Scully ?

Haloperidol.

It's a powerful
antipsychotic.

- They've increased his dosage.
-[Slams Down Book]

Mr. Kryder ?
You said something before...

about "coming full circle
to find the truth."

What does it mean ?

" Full circle
to find the truth."

I don't know.
I just can't remember.

[Cell Phone Ringing]

[ Exasperated Sigh ]

Scully. They had a sighting
of Gates. He tried to rent
another car at the airport,

under the name
" Forau" again.

- Did you hear what I said ?
- Mulder, look.

Arrows that form a circle.

" Full circle
to find the truth."

Gates's company owns
a recycling plant near here.

- That's where he's taken Kevin.
- Scully, the man is at the airport.

If he hasn't already killed Kevin, he's
trying to get as far away as he can.

I don't think so, Mulder.

You think it's you,
don�t you ?

You think you�re the one
who's been chosen to protect Kevin.

I don't know.
Look, if I�m wrong,

I'll meet you out
at the airport, okay ?

[Gates]
The sun will be turned into darkness,

and the moon
will turn to blood,

because of you, son.

Is that why
you want to hurt me ?

It's not a question
of wanting.

You have to die,
Kevin.

For everyone.

For the New Age
to come.

You understand that,
don�t you ?

The others were
all false prophets.

You are the only...
True One...

among the 1 2.

[Footsteps]

Stop ! Federal agent !
I'm armed !

Let him go.
Let him go...

and we�ll talk about it.

There�s nothing to talk about!
I was called upon!

No ! Let me go !
Let me go !

Let me go!

No !

Kevin. Hold on.
Hold on.

- Hold on.
- [ Grunting, Whimpering ]

- Oh !
- I knew you�d come.

You all set ?

Thanks.

Maybe I'll see you
again sometime.

You will.

-[Woman] You all ready, Kevin ?
-[Kevin] Yeah.

[Door Opens, Closes]

- You okay ?
- Yeah, I think so.

We got a couple hours before our fight.
I told the sheriff...

we'd go down and make a formal statement
about Gates's death.

[ Sighs ] I'd appreciate it
if you�d handle that alone, Mulder.

I have an errand
I need to run.

Okay.

I'll see you
at the airport.

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

It has been six years
since my last confession,

and...

since then, I've drifted
away from the Church.

I'm not sure why,
exactly.

Have you come to confess ?

No, um--

There's a man
that I work with.

A friend. And usually, I'm able
to discuss these things with him.

But not this.

Father, do you believe
in miracles ?

Of course.
I see them every day.

The rising sun,
the birth of a child--

No, I'm-- I'm talking about events
that defy explanation.

Things that...

I believe helped me to save
a young boy's life.

But now I wonder
if I saw them at all.

If I didn't
just imagine them.

Why do you doubt yourself?

Because my partner
didn't see them.

He didn't--

He didn't believe them.

And usually, he--
[ Sighs ]

he believes
without question.

Maybe they weren�t meant
for him to see.

- Maybe they were only meant for you.
- Is that possible ?

With the Lord,
anything is possible.

Perhaps you saw these things
because you needed to.

To find my way back ?

Sometimes we must come full circle
to find the truth.

Why does
that surprise you ?

Mostly, it just
makes me afraid.

Afraid ?

Afraid that God
is speaking...

but that
no one's listening.