All language subtitles for The X Files - 8x16 - Three Words.en

( panting )

MAN: Stop right there!

- Freeze.
-Freeze! Put your hands in the air!

I need to tell the President something.

I need to tell... I need to tell
the President something.

GUARD: Get down on the ground.

I need to see the President.
He needs to know.

Look, he needs to know.

Aliens-- Aliens-- they're taking over
the United States.

- He needs to know.
- GUARD 1: He's got a weapon.

Get the weapon! Get the weapon!

He's shot. He shot himself.

Damn it. Stupid son of a bitch.
What was he thinking?

-MAN: Get a medic!
-MAN #2: Get a medic!

Please, the President...

( screaming )

( screaming )

Mulder, are you okay?

Yeah.

For a guy who was, uh...

in a coffiin not too long ago I
think I'm doing pretty damn good.

I don't quite have my legs
under me...yet.

Well, you might want to
consider sitting down

when you hear what we have to tell you.

Uh-oh.

Now, it's, uh...

it's good news.

It's... it's miraculous news.

I can't possibly exaggerate the
inconceivability of you sitting here.

Let's be honest...

your condition may be more
incredible than your recovery.

Whatever neurological disorder
you were suffering from

it's no longer detectable.

After a course of
transfusions and antivirals

it has rid your body of the virus
that was invading it.

The scars on your face

on your hands, on your feet,
on your chest

they, they seem to be
repairing themselves.

Mulder, you are in perfect health.

Wow.

How do you feel Agent Mulder?

Like Austin Powers.

( chuckles )

Must feel good to be home.

Something looks different.

- It's clean.
- ( chuckles )

Ah... that's it.

Missing Molly.

Yeah.

She wasn't as lucky as you.

Mulder...

I don't know if you'll ever
understand what it was like.

First learning of your abduction...

and then searching for you
and fiinding you dead.

And now to have you back and, uh...

Well, you act like you're surprised.

( chuckles )

I prayed a lot.

And my prayers have been answered.

In more ways than one.

Yeah.

I'm happy for you.

I think I know...

how much that means to you.

- Mulder--
- I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be cold or ungrateful.

I just... I have no idea where I fiit in.

Right now.

I just, uh...

I'm having a little trouble...
processing... everything.

It's Marion the Librarian, boys.

I got the new Harry Potter.

( laughing )

Our Lord and Savior. For you.

I've got my books.

Expand your horizons.

I know all I need to know.

Want to bet?

Put a rise in your Levi's.

REPORTER:
Again, our top story is
the death of a man

REPORTER:
Again, our top story is
the death of a man

who jumped the fence at the White House
last evening his name now released.

Howard Salt, a federal employee
working on the U.S. Census

got as far as the White House
front door yesterday where
he was stopped by security

and shot accidentally by his own gun.

According to a Secret Service spokesman

Salt appeared to be
irrational and resisted arrest

shouting unspecifiied grievances
against the U.S. Government

and demanding to speak
with the President.

Coworkers describe him
as likable and hardworking.

We never see them coming.

People are so rarely what they seem.

Gentlemen

please, sit down.

An application was submitted
to me this morning by Agent Scully

on behalf of our old friend,
Fox Mulder, for reinstatement.

I assume you both know about this.

- Reinstatement?
- To the X-Files.

I thought Mulder just went home.

Well, somebody's very anxious
for him to get back to work.

I wanted you both to see this
before I deny the application.

What is it?

It's a review of the success
rate of your X-Files

since Agent Doggett joined the team.

-Damn impressive,John.
- Impressive, sir?

The only thing impressive
about my work on the X-Files

is that I even know what's
going on half the time.

From this report, you and Agent Scully
have had more arrests on percentage

than she and Mulder over seven years.

- Take a look.
- That's not very fair to Agent Mulder.

So many of his cases involve...

Aliens?

There lies the problem.

The F.B.I. isn't a place
for personal crusades.

I'm asking you both
to make that understood

on my behalf.

Well, you can't ask me to tell
Mulder he's off the X-Files.

It's his unit. He created it.

I'm not asking you,John.

You sent me to fiind Mulder. I found him.

Don't charge me with driving
a stake through his heart.

Maybe you'd rather I close the X-Files.

Then we'd both be getting what we want.

Let's go, Agent Doggett.

Now.

Kersh wants to put me behind a desk?

That is not what Kersh wants.

No, I think Kersh wants
you to quit, Mulder.

It's more than that.
He wants to punish you, to hurt you.

And you by putting you in this position.

And Agent Scully,
for not giving up on me.

Truth is, this is a bullet that
was fiired about eight years ago.

It's a magic bullet that's been
going round and round

and right now it seems poised to
hit me right in the back of the head.

I think the question is, are we going to
sit here and let this happen?

Scully, you're going to give
birth in a couple months.

You can talk as tough as you like
but you know and I know and they know

that in a little while you're going
to have more important things

than whether or not
the X-Files remains open.

They're not closing the X-Files.
Kersh aims to keep them open
withAgent Doggett running them.

Agent who?

I've had a partner for
the last several months.

He was assigned to help me fiind you.

Mission accomplished.

Does he know what he's
doing at all, this guy?

About the paranormal? Not much.

I see. Then maybe the question is not
who fiired this magic bullet

but whether or not it was a lone gunman.

Agent Doggett is above reproach, Mulder.

He's being maneuvered just like you.

Well, good. At least he's maneuverable.

Where are you going?

Going to get dressed. For the fiirst time
I feel like getting back to work.

- ( horn honking )
- Wrap it up and fall in.

GUARD: Stay in line.

Let's go.

- Get back in line--
- Hey,you! ( yelling )

( cheering )

Go get that son of a bitch.

Nobody move!

Stand down!

( train horn blowing )

( gun cocks )

Get over here. Over here now.

Come on, sit down.
Hands behind your back.

Head down. Down between your legs.

Absalom. That's your name, right?
What are you looking at?

The back of your neck.

Sit up, Agent Doggett.
I had to make sure.

- Make sure of what?
- Make sure that you're still you.

Yeah, I'm still me. So why don't
you put that weapon down?

You see this? Huh, do you see it?

""Man shot at the White House.''

They killed him for what he knew.

- Then they'll kill me, too.
- Not if you put the weapon down.

No. They'll kill me anyway.

I got one chance here. With you.

Sit down.

Didn't I tell you to sit down?

- I'm not going anywhere.
- You're going with me.

And I'm going to show you

and you are going to spread the word.

Doubting Thomas
is going to spread the word.

What word?

The invasion has begun.

What invasion?

- They're already here.
- Who's already here?

Certain men have gone out among you

and have withdrawn
the inhabitants of their city

saying, ""Let us go, and serve other gods

that ye have not known.''

I don't know what that means.

I open my mouth... in parables.

I utter things that...

have been kept secret from the world.

( telephone ringing )

On your knees,John Doggett.

SKINNER:
He goes by the name Absalom.
Aself-styled prophet

Agent Scully and I
apprehended in Montana

where he commanded members
of a small UFO cult.

( line ringing )

These words were found
on the wall of his cell

after he escaped from a work detail
40 miles from the state prison.

Now, we don't know they mean

butAbsalom claimed to have
knowledge of an alien invasion.

There were also claims of
healings of numerous abductees

that had been subjected
to alien torture.

( snickering )

Claims that have never
been substantiated... or refuted.

But evidence of torture was real.

Now, the only way we're going to
get answers is to bring this guy in.

Just know the man that you're
looking for is dangerous.

He's a felon, and he is
capable of physical violence.

All right, that's it.

- Where the hell is Agent Doggett?
- I can't reach him.

I can't run this thing, Agent Scully.

This is obviously an X-Files case.

I know. And I'm all over it.
I will fiind him.

( telephone ringing )

I don't know if this is going
to make you feel any better.

Hey.

- Mulder...
- Who says you can't go home again?

- What are you doing here?
- What's it look like?

It looks like you want to give
them real ammunition to use on you

- that's what it looks like.
- Hey, I am just down here
visiting my buds.

Where is this Agent Doggett anyway?
What kind of hours does he keep?

- Please, you do not want
to stir that up right now.
- Why?

Because we have a manhunt in progress
and I wantAgent Doggett running it.

Anything to do with this?

This Absalom abductee class picture?

Yes... it does.

- Why?
- Because I noticed that
the man who was shot

on The White House lawn is one of
the men in that photograph.

Top right hand corner. In profiile.

Howard Salt, if I'm not mistaken.

He's right. You're right.

Consider that a freebie.
The next one's going to cost you.

- Why? What else do you know?
- Oh, I don't know anything.

But you know me, I got a real big hunch.

This Howard Salt was
a multiple alien abductee

worked for the U.S. Census Bureau.

Wanted to get word to the President
unspecifiied grievances.

What do you want to bet
those grievances were?

- You think he knew something?
- I think they killed him for it.

The man jumped the White House fence.
He had a gun.

Once again, I'm a betting man.
I'm betting he had more than that.

Mulder, you make it sound like
this was a conspiracy.

Ooh. There's that word again.

You're being paranoid, Mulder.
Even for you.

Do you want to hear something
really paranoid?

The F.B.I. gets its way,
there's going to be nobody down here

to ask the paranoid questions.

Nobody to fiind those faces
in those photographs.

Surely not this Agent Doggett.

Just what do you have in mind

if you don't mind my asking?

It's my head that's going to
get blown off if there's a screw up.

We're going to get what that man
at the White House died for.

- ( cocks )
- To get it?

- To get it where?
- You just concentrate on not
screwing up, Agent Doggett.

( gun chamber clicks )

Either way, you and I are going
to become overnight sensations.

Either way, you and I are going
to become overnight sensations.

Mulder, I know you know this
but if anything leaves this room

-you could be in violation of the law.
- Really?

When I was dead I was hoping
maybe they changed the rules.

Mulder, just being here could be used
by Kersh as cause for dismissal.

Then why don't you shut the door
so he doesn't fiind out.

I just don't know what you're hoping
to fiind in Salt's personal effects.

Neither do I, really.

But maybe it's like
Howard Salt's picture

I'll know it when I see it.

So you'll risk the consequences

even though there may be nothing here?

You don't get it, do you, Scully?

The man shot at the White
House, the prison escapee

there's something bubbling
to the surface here.

I want to know what it is.

Mulder, you've been through an ordeal

that defiies all logical explanation.

How can you think that
these two men have the answers

when they defy all
standard of credibility?

Since when has an X-File not defiied
a certain standard of credibility?

At least that's the way it used to work.

Look, Scully, I need to make sense
of what happened to me.

So that I can stop it.

Because if I can't stop it,
it could happen to anyone.

It could happen to you. And who's to say
it's going to stop there?

Mulder, if you go down the X-Files
will go down, too.

Theoretically, they could put
you in prison for what you're doing here.

Yeah, well, compared to where I just was

prison would be a Princess Cruise.

Ho. Hey. What the hell is this?

The entire hard drive is taken up
with this. Ten gigabytes of memory.

- It's been encrypted.
- Mm.

What are you doing?

I'm going to book myself
on that Princess Cruise.

I'll book it for you.

State your name and your business.

Special Agent John Doggett, F.B.I.

( buzzer )

( beeping )

I hope you know I got no idea
where I'm going down here.

I just need access to wherever
they compile all the available data

- from the current U.S. Census.
- And then what?

Then you pick up the phone you tell
the F.B.I. why you aren't coming to work

until somebody pays us
some serious attention.

Just so you're not surprised
we might not make it that far.

We passed through an X-ray scanner
on the way in here back at the gate.

Well, you better hope we make it.

I'd hate to see you die in vain.

That's sort of in your hands, huh?
So just in case

how about you tell me what's in this
facility that's worth me dying for.

- It's all in the Census data. Proof.
- What?

That they're already here.
That they're already among us.

It's all in there.

I got a loaded gun pointed at
this man's head! He's an F.B.I. agent!

- Listen to him!Just back off!.
- I'll pull the trigger!

- Listen to the man! Back off!.
- I'll pull it.

Lower your weapons! Listen to him!

SKINNER:
It may not be the best way

but it's certainly one way
to catch an escaped convict.

I'll give you that, Agent Doggett.

I'd just as soon stick
to the old-fashioned way, sir.

Shot was a little too close for comfort.

You say this man claimed
the U.S. Census Bureau had data

information that
he was after that connects

to this man who was shot
on the White House lawn?

Proof, he said,
that they were here among us

whoever they are.

- ( door opens )
- Sir.

- Agent Mulder.
- Is this John Doggett?

You Agent Doggett?

I hope you're not commending him
as a hero for what he did,
because he is not.

I'm not about to referee a boxing match.

-Just what's the problem here?
- The problem? You occupy
an offiice that used to be...

devoted to fiinding the truth
and now you're busy burying
it, that's the problem.

Whoa, you must've got your wires
crossed somewhere, Agent Mulder.

- You got that man killed.
- I got him killed?

Because of what he knew.
What he was going to expose.

- You see this, Agent Mulder?
- I see you sitting there,
Agent Doggett.

That's good enough for me.

You've got to understand
what he's been through.

I mean, now he's back and you're...

You know, it's really not fair.
You've been dead for six months

and you still look better than me.

- But not by much.
- ( chuckling )

Melvin. I'd be a whole lot
happier to see you

if you'd just take
your hands off my ass.

Sorry.

I think it goes without saying

that we're all, uh,
tremendously relieved.

And not just because we got
big questions about your involvement

in a certain blessed event.

So much for playing a hunch, Mulder.

The, uh, Gunmen were able
to decrypt the data that you found

on Howard Salt's hard drive.

It was a series of fiile directories

that were downloaded
the day that he died.

- Downloaded from where?
- The F.S.C., the Federal
Statistics Center.

A government information bank
used by the U.S. Census Bureau
where your Mr. H. Salt worked.

All right, what are you waiting for,
boys? Get cracking.

Unless you think we're all idiots

it's only Langly who's the idiot.

LANGL Y:
Don't make like it's my hacking skills.

I've never seen such
a radical counterdefensive.

Fifteen minutes after
Howard Salt was shot

at the White House, fiirewalls went up

on every data bank
at that very facility.

Well, why do that?

Because I'm right. Because they would
kill to protect what's in those fiiles.

Unless you got a password
we don't see any way short of that

of getting ahold of this data.

And the thing is
even if you have a pass code

you still have to break
into the F.S.C.just to use it.

We all agree, you're going
to have to let this one go.

Oh. I see.

Somebody's been doing a little
campaigning for her cause.

Well, just remember, boys,
this is America.

Just because you get more votes
doesn't mean you win.

( sniffles, sighs )

Your name came up today,John.
Folks are all worked up.

They say you dodged a bullet.

You can't dodge what you don't
see coming, Knowle, that's for sure.

That should tell you something about
who you're dealing with.

Who am I dealing with?
NSA? Secret Service? Military? Who?

You know better than that,John.

They shot the man in cold blood.

Didn't even stop to ask him his name.

The way I hear it he made it too easy.

Taking a federal agent hostage
in a government facility.

They'd have shot him anyway.

- Without a doubt.
- Why?

You and I have been friends
a long time,John.

I tell you things.
But this is a whole other level.

Don't give me that doublespeak crap,
Knowle. I'm being accused.

- Accused? Of what?
- Of being used to get that man killed.

- Well, that's insane.
- Oh, is it?

Maybe I am being used,
and I just don't know it.

That's what I want to know from you.

Can't tell you that,John.

But I can tell you something.

One thing you already know.

These men are very good shots.

What don't I know?

Three words.

( horn honks )

Hold up!

Agent Doggett?

- Yeah.
- Could you wait a minute?

Agent Scully, I'm sorry
to surprise you. I don't mean to.

What are you doing here at this hour?
You're freezing cold.

I got something for Agent Mulder
only I can't go up there.

I don't know him, and I
know he doesn't trust me

so I'm going to ask
you to get it to him.

What do you have to give him?

Information about this
escaped convict who took me hostage.

One of his disciples was the man
shot on the White House lawn.

Oh, yeah, Agent Mulder
knows that already.

What he doesn't know is that man
had a computer diskette

that he was trying to get
to the President.

- Who gave you this information?
- I can't tell you that

but what I can tell you is is this
diskette was labeled with a pass code.

You have this, this password?

It's three words:

""Fight the future.''

Scully, what are you doing back?

Did something just happen?

I'm, um...

I'm not exactly sure
I should tell you, Mulder.

Scully, if you know something
that can get us moving forward
again, you need to tell me.

( pounding on door )

- Yeah, who is it?
-It's Skinner. Open up, Agent Doggett.

- What are you doing here?
- I got a call from Agent Scully.

- She's at her apartment,
completely beside herself.
- Over what?

Mulder somehow got hold of
a computer password

- to a database fiilled with secrets.
- What kind of secrets?

Names of people the federal government
is tracking using the U.S. Census.

Names of people who have
a certain genetic profiile.

The same information he believes the
shooter at the White House knew about.

- Also the guy that took you hostage.
- You said Scully was upset.

That Mulder was going to act
on this information in some way that...

What?

- You know about this?
- I gave Scully the password.

- Where did you get it?
- I can't tell you that.

You know, I'm starting
to wonder about you, too,John.

Just whose side you are working on here.

I'm starting to wonder
about that myself.

You said Scully's at her apartment.
What's the number there?

That's why I'm here. I can't
get ahold of them-- either one of them--

and I have no idea where they went.

- Where are you going?
- I can't tell you that, either.

If I open up my mouth,
I put you at risk.

You're going to have
to trust me on this.

( sighs ) Oh, man.

( knocking )

- What are you doing here?
- Where's Agent Mulder?

He wouldn't listen to me.

Get out of here. Get going.

- I can't do that to him.
- Then do it for yourself.

Look, I think I may have set you up.

- What?
- You just get out of here now

- and I'll explain it to you later.
- No.

You explain it to me now.
Set us up how, and with whom?

The same men that shoot fiirst
and ask questions later.

Agent Doggett!

Frohike?

Langly? Byers? Let's go.
I'm dying out here.

Well, let us just fiinish
our cappuccino and biscotti,
and we'll see what we can do.

BYERS:
You can start walking now, Mulder.

- Is the system bypassed?
- You'll know if it's not.

Great.

FROHIKE: Smile, buddy boy.
The eye in the sky is watching.

We're gonna be watching Mulder
get busted if I don't fiind
the override circuit.

BYERS: Everything's under control,
Mulder.Just hold tight.

LANGLY: Okay, got it!

( beeps )

And voila!

Come on, guys. I'm on autopilot here.

BYERS: Go left, Mulder.
There should be a pair of glass doors

about a hundred yards up.

According to our information,
those doors will lead you
straight into the data bank.

Hey, who's working on the locks, fellas?

Stand by. There you go.

LANGL Y: There ought to be two work
stations in the middle of the room.

Either one will give you
access to the data.

Let's do some E-mailing.

Agent Mulder, get out of there!

( pounding )

- Agent Mulder!
- ( knocking )

Mulder? What the hell's that?

Your life's in danger
if you don't get out now.

Just a fly buzzing around the window.

( groaning )

Agent Mulder, get out.
You're coming with me.

I'm here to save you,
whatever you may think.

I think you're trying to keep
this information from ever
seeing the light of day,

just like you did once before,
Agent Doggett, that's what I think.

Agent Mulder, I don't even know
what that information is.

You're about to, along
with a lot of other people.

There going to learn that
they've been targeted because
of their genetic profiiles

for abduction and replacement
by alien facsimiles.

What do you say we start off with
The Washington Post, huh?

You can believe whatever you
want, but that information
is never going to make it out.

What are you going to do, shoot me?

( phone ringing )

ALL: Hello.

- Something's wrong.
- What are you talking about?

I think we've been set up.
You have to get Mulder out of there.

Right now that's basically impossible.

Uh-oh. Mulder?

- You'd better start typing fast.
- Why?

The cavalry just arrived.

You son of a bitch. You set me up.

No.

- Get him out of there, Gunmen.
- LANGLY: We're working on it.

- Come on, Agent Mulder.
- Hey, get off of me.

If I set you up, I wouldn't be here
trying to convince you to go.

They're coming to kill you.
They're going to kill me, too.
That's the set up.

LANGL Y: Mulder, I think
you better listen to the man.

They got the data trapped
and I can't get it uploaded
let alone start transmission.

- What is happening, Byers?
- I'm trying to fiigure that out.

- Mulder, are you there?
- Yeah, I'm here.

It's look like there's really, uh,
no good way out of there.

Uh...

Except...

Except what?

It's a long shot, but, uh, worth a try
especially given the alternative.

Here's what you do.

You've got two minutes, Knowle.

Two minutes to give me one good reason

why I shouldn't put your name in lights.

Why I shouldn't expose you
for the lying bastard you are.

Hey,John, nice knowing you.

You see that man across the park?

You walk, that man puts your
name on all the wrong desks.

I get it,John.

You asked me for information,
I tell you what I can.

What you do with it is out of my hands.

You knew what I would do with it.
That's why you gave it to me.

You expose me and then what?

Where are you going to get your answers?

'Cause you're standing
on the tip of the iceberg, my friend.

- You're full of crap.
- Am I?

What is it you think those men
were trying to protect? Census data?

You need me worse than you know.

I don't need someone using me
to get another man killed.

You think this is about Mulder?

It's about the truth,John.

What truth?

You got it all right in front of you.

It's all in the X-Files.

I'm just one man trying to point you
in the right direction.

[ Child ]
I made this.

[ Child ]
l made this.