Episode Summary

An unconscious Mulder's dreams lead him astray from the X-Files, but Scully stays the course in her search to find him.

Part three of three

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Dr Harriman: We've exhausted all medical and scientific evidence. By that I mean nothing we can find — no disease, no hint of disease, only symptoms. The brute fact is he's experiencing so much activity in his temporal lobe that it is effectively destroying his brain.

Teena Mulder: Enough. There's only so much bluntness a mother can take.

Dr Harriman: I'm sorry. I just...

Teena Mulder: All you do is sedate him. You're turning him... into a zombie. [to Mulder] I know you can hear me, Fox. Can you give me a sign?

Mulder: [voiceover] I can hear you, Mom.

Teena Mulder: Fox.

Mulder: Mom, I can hear you. I'm here.

Teena Mulder: I love you, my darling boy. [She leaves]

Mulder: Mom, where you going? Mom! Mom! Come back, Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!

Smoking Man: [voiceover] When in disgrace with fortune in men's eyes. [to Mulder] Ah, but your mummy will still love you. All a mother wants is to shield her boy from pain and danger. Safe in the world as he was once in the womb. But maybe we think a father demands more than mere survival. Maybe we're afraid a father demands worldly adulation, success, heroism... I know you can hear me.

Mulder: I could always hear you. Even when my mind is jammed with a thousand voices I can hear you like a snake hissing underneath. How the hell did you get in here?

Smoking Man: How does anything I do surprise you now? Aren't you expecting me to sprout vampire fangs? [He fills a syringe]

Mulder: You've come to kill me.

Smoking Man: It would be better than living like a zombie, wouldn't it? [He injects the syringe into Mulder's temple] I'm giving you a choice.

Mulder: What choice?

Smoking Man: Life or death. Your account is squared — with me, with God, with the IRS, with the FBI. Rise out of your bed and come with me.

Mulder: I'm dying, you idiot. If I could get up, I'd kick your ass.

Smoking Man: Don't be so dramatic. Only part of you is dying. The part that played the hero. You've suffered enough — for the X-Files, for your partner, for the world. You're not Christ. You're not Prince Hamlet. You're not even Ralph Nader. You can walk out of this hospital and the world will forget you. Arise. [As he lifts his hands, Mulder sits up]

Mulder: Wh... what the hell are you doing to me?

Smoking Man: I'm showing you how to take the road not taken. Take my hand.

Mulder: Why should I take your hand?

Smoking Man: You can't read my mind?

Mulder: No... I can't. All the voices are gone.

Smoking Man: Take my hand, Fox. You have to take the first step. Take my hand. I am your father.

Michael Kritschgau: Sleep is a luxury, Agent Scully. A self-indulgence we have no time for. Nor does Agent Mulder.

Scully: How did you get in here?

Michael Kritschgau: Getting in is easy. It's what you do once you're inside that's key.

Scully: What's that supposed to mean?

Michael Kritschgau: You are the only one with access to Mulder. I need you to use it wisely.

Scully: Like you? Almost killing him by shooting him full of Phenytoin for a few moments of lucidity.

Michael Kritschgau: It's what Agent Mulder wanted. He knows what's wrong. What he wants now is to prove it. It's why he asked for me, not you.

Scully: I don't believe that.

Michael Kritschgau: Two years ago your partner was infected with a virus he claimed was alien. A virus reactivated in him by exposure to a source of energy also alien. Agent Mulder is living proof of what he tried so long to substantiate: the existence of alien life.

Scully: Well, whatever it is, it's killing him. And we have to get it out of him.

Michael Kritschgau: You destroy this and I'll destroy you. [He leaves]

Scully: [answering phone] Scully.

Skinner: Agent Scully, you need to go to the hospital.

Scully: Why? What happened?

Skinner: Mulder's gone. He's disappeared.

Scully: There were guards posted here. A man who's gravely ill doesn't just get up and disappear.

Skinner: I know. I know.

Scully: How did this happen?

Skinner: His mother checked him out.

Scully: His mother?

Skinner: That's what they're saying.

Scully: Has anybody spoken with her?

Skinner: I'm leaving that up to you. It's better I not be involved any further in this case.

Scully: Sir, this isn't just a case. This is Agent Mulder we're speaking about.

Skinner: And I am trying to help him by staying out of this from now on.

Scully: Sir!

Skinner: I'm in a compromised position. The less I know about Agent Mulder's whereabouts and yours the better.

[Mulder wakes to find himself handcuffed in a car driven by the Smoking Man]

Smoking Man: You've been asleep quite a while. I expect it'll be some time before your sleep patterns return to normal. Would you like an explanation?

Mulder: I'm not sure.

Smoking Man: While you were lying unconscious in the hospital this afternoon my doctors worked on you.

Mulder: Why?

Smoking Man: At some point I realised that if the Syndicate didn't kill you the FBI would. If the FBI didn't kill you your own misguided heroism would. There's really no way out for you. There's no way for you to cheat death except by disappearing.

Mulder: A man can't just disappear.

Smoking Man: Oh, we've made entire cultures disappear. Like me, now, you'll... you'll become a man without a name. But even while you miss your former identity, you'll... you'll learn to love life's simpler pleasures.

Mulder: Well, that'll be kind of tough with these [cuffs] on.

Smoking Man: When you no longer want to run, those will come off. How do you feel?

Mulder: I feel better than I did. I've got to tell Scully. I've got to tell her.

Smoking Man: If you do have contact with her you'll put her in danger. You're entering a kind of, uh, witness protection program, for want of a better term. Can I offer you a cigarette?

Mulder: I don't smoke.

Smoking Man: Maybe now you do.

Scully: Don't move. Who's there?

Albert Hosteen: I don't mean to frighten you. Albert Hosteen.

Scully: What are you doing here? How did you get here?

Albert Hosteen: I'm sorry to surprise you.

Scully: Surprise? That you're standing here. The last time I saw you was in New Mexico. They'd taken you from the hospital. Your... your doctors feared the worst.

Albert Hosteen: I was hoping to see your partner.

Scully: He's missing.

Albert Hosteen: You must save him.

Scully: He's very ill.

Albert Hosteen: You must find him before something happens not only for his sake — for the sake of us all.

Mulder: Where are we?

Smoking Man: Home. This is your new life.

Mulder: I don't understand.

Smoking Man: You can drive away right now. Drive back to Scully and your X-Files and imminent death and I wouldn't be surprised if you did but I think you should take a look around. I mean, why leave something behind until you... until you know what it is you're leaving? [He walks away]

Agent Flagler: Mulder was taken out of the hospital at just before 2:00 am. His mother's signature's on the hospital documents. It's her handwriting, she checked him out AMA; against medical advice. It's all legitimate, until you go to surveillance. This is the camera in the hall outside Mulder's room. [The security cameras have been sprayed with black paint] Here's inside his room. And two other cameras on the ward. We're guesstimating there were at least three others involved. Check this out. Where's Waldo? [In a small section not obscured by paint is a shot of Teena Mulder talking to the Smoking Man] She's talking to someone.

Scully: Yeah. I know who that is.

Deep Throat: They can change your name but they can't change the things you love. [Mulder's refrigerator is filled with bags of sunflower seeds]

Mulder: It can't be. You're dead.

Deep Throat: No. No, just really relaxed.

Mulder: Scully... saw you get shot... on the bridge six years ago. I was sure you were... dead.

Deep Throat: One, uh, well-placed bullet... [He shows Mulder the long healed wound] A punctuation mark in a man's life and you get to start a whole new chapter. I'm fine, son. Aside from a little tennis elbow.

Mulder: I felt responsible for your death.

Deep Throat: Let that go. Clearly, I'm alive.

Mulder: I thought that you died for my quest.

Deep Throat: Yes, along with Scully's sister and the man you thought was your father and Duane Barry and even Scully's mysterious illness and on and on and on. You can let go of all that guilt. I'm here to tell you that you're not the hub of the universe, the cause of life and death. We — you and I — we're... merely puppets in a master plan. No more, no less. You've suffered enough. Now you should enjoy your life. Let me show you something. [He shows Mulder the photos in his wallet] That's my wife and daughters, we live just down the street. I hope... you visit us for dinner.

Mulder: Who's there? Who are you? [Diana Fowley, wearing a black negligee, is silhouetted in the doorway]

Diana Fowley: Hundreds of little joys — to open a door and have a woman beckon you in, to have her make a fire and lay the table for you and when it's late, to feel her take you into her arms.

Scully receives a book, Native American Beliefs & Practices, in an unsigned inter-departmental envelope. The writing on the book's cover is a perfect match for the the writing on one of the panels of the ship that she has displayed on her laptop. Chapter Three is titled: The Anasazi — An Entire Native American Indian Culture Vanishes Without a Trace — History as myth and end of the world symbolism. Apocalypse and The Sixth Extinction

Skinner: [answering phone] Skinner.

Scully: Sir, did you send me this book?

Skinner: Excuse me?

Scully: This book. It explains everything that I found in Africa... using the same symbols that I found on the ship.

Skinner: Agent Scully, I asked you not to involve me in this.

Scully: It's all here, sir — a foretelling of mass extinction; a myth about a man who can save us from it. That's why they took Mulder. They think that his illness is a gift — protection against the coming plague.

Mulder: Morning.

Diana Fowley: What's wrong, Fox?

Mulder: There's nothing wrong. Perfect. It's all perfect. What the hell am I doing here?

Diana Fowley: You just need some coffee.

Mulder: No. I'm serious. I have commitments — to the X-Files, to Scully, to my sister...

Diana Fowley: You think you know what that means... commitment. It's all just childish, Fox.

Mulder: Childish?

Diana Fowley: Yes. You've been a child... with only the responsibility of a child to your own dreams and fantasies but you won't know the true joy of responsibility until you plant your feet in the world... and become a father.

Mulder: Wow... Diana, if... you lay all this on me after I sleep with you one time what's it going to be like tomorrow?

Diana Fowley: You have to let go, Fox.

Mulder: Just like that? I'm just supposed to slip into domestic bliss even after I was dropped off here by a man I have every reason to believe left here to carry on his dirty work.

Diana Fowley: Hey... he lives the next block over. We'll go visit after breakfast.

Scully: You told someone, didn't you? You let the information out.

Michael Kritschgau: What are you talking about?

Scully: A man attacked Skinner in his office."

Michael Kritschgau: For what?

Scully: For what he knows about Mulder.

Michael Kritschgau: I haven't told anyone. [Scully looks at his laptop and sees photos of the inscriptions on the ship in Africa]

Scully: What is this? These are mine. You've hacked into my files. What are you doing with these?

Michael Kritschgau: I was having them analysed.

Scully: By whom?

Michael Kritschgau: National Institutes of Health.

Scully: What?

Michael Kritschgau: The material you have there — encrypted data that describes advanced human genetics — where did you get it?

Scully: This was not supposed to go public. [She deletes the data]

Michael Kritschgau: Wherever you got it, that data supports what's happened to Mulder. It proves what he's become — biologically alien. What are you hiding?

Scully: It doesn't matter.

Michael Kritschgau: It matters to someone. Whoever it is it sounds like they're looking for Mulder, too.

[Mulder is strapped down and attached to a monitoring device]

Smoking Man: A father has high hopes for his son but he never dreams his boy's going to change the world. I'm so proud of this man — the depth of his capacity for suffering.

Diana Fowley: Like father, like son.

Smoking Man: They think what he has is killing him but, in actuality, he's never been more alive.

Diana Fowley: Do you think he dreams?

Smoking Man: I'm sure he dreams.

Diana Fowley: About what, I wonder.

Smoking Man: The dreams all men who are owned by the world have — a simpler life... full of small pleasures. Extraordinary men are always most tempted by the most ordinary things. Dreams are all he has now.

Scully: Bum a cigarette, Agent Fowley?

Diana Fowley: I don't smoke.

Scully: Really? I could swear I smell cigarette smoke on you.

Diana Fowley: Let's cut the crap, shall we?

Scully: Yes. Let's.

Scully: Where's Mulder?

Diana Fowley: Maybe before you go around blaming everyone you can find for what's happened to Mulder you could think about what you could've done to prevent it.

Scully: I just want you to think. Think of Mulder when you met him. Think of the promise and the life in front of him. Think of him now. And then try and stand there in front of me, look me in the eye and tell me Mulder wouldn't bust his ass trying to save you.

Diana Fowley: I'm thinking, Agent Scully. I'm always thinking.

Project Doctor: It's a chance none of us ever expected... let alone hoped for. After all these years trying to develop a compatible alien-human hybrid and to have one ready-made.

Smoking Man: All these years... all the questioning why... why keep Mulder alive? When it was so simple to remove the threat that he posed?

Project Doctor: There was no way you could have predicted this.

Smoking Man: The fact remains, he's become our saviour. He's immune to the coming viral apocalypse. He's the hero here.

Project Doctor: He may not survive the procedure.

Smoking Man: Then he suffers a hero's fate.

Smoking Man: Don't think of the man... Think of the sacrifice he's making for all of us... for the world.

Diana Fowley: It would've been nice to give him a choice.

Smoking Man: You don't think Mulder would've chosen this? To become the thing he sought for so long? To feel what it's like? He is what he sought.

Diana Fowley: We'll never know.

Smoking Man: Besides, his task is almost complete. I'll carry the burden from here on in.

[Mulder over to the Dream Boy who has just finished making a huge UFO in the sand]

Mulder: Wow. What did you make?

Dream Boy: An unidentified flying object. [He starts to kick it apart]

Mulder: Hey! What are... what are you doing? Why are you destroying your spaceship?

Dream Boy: It's your spaceship. You're destroying it. You were supposed to help me.

Albert Hosteen: You're running out of time.

Scully: Why do you come to me like this? Why? When I can't find him.

Albert Hosteen: You don't look in the right place.

Scully: I don't think you're hearing me.

Albert Hosteen: You don't know where he is?

Scully: Even if I did I wouldn't know how to save him. This science makes no sense to me.

Albert Hosteen: Have you looked for him here? [He points to her heart]

Scully: Are you asking me to pray?

Albert Hosteen: There are more worlds than the one you can hold in your hand.

Smoking Man: I hope you see the poetry in this, Diana.

Diana Fowley: You're removing genetic material that may kill your son.

Smoking Man: We're forcing the next step in evolution to save man. We're doing God's work, Diana. Without this immunity, everyone would die. This knowledge is God's blessing. I'll carry on for Mulder from here.

Mulder: Scully! I knew you'd come. They told me you were dead.

Scully: And you believed them? Traitor.

Mulder: What?

Scully: Deserter. Coward.

Mulder: Scully, don't... I'm dying.

Scully: You're not supposed to die, Mulder — not here.

Mulder: What do you mean?

Scully: Not in a comfortable bed with the devil outside.

Mulder: No, you don't understand. He's taking care of me.

Scully: No, Mulder, he's lulled you to sleep. He's made you trade your true mission for creature comforts.

Mulder: There was no mission. There were no aliens.

Scully: No aliens. Have you looked outside, Mulder?

Mulder: I can't. I'm... too tired.

Scully: No, Mulder, you must get up. You must get up and fight... especially you. This isn't your place. Get up, Mulder. Get up and fight the fight.

Scully: Mulder. Mulder, you've got to wake up. I've got to get you out of here. Mulder, can you understand me? Mulder, you've got to get up. I don't know how much time we have. You've got to get up, Mulder. No one can do it but you, Mulder. Mulder, help me. Please, Mulder.

Mulder: You... help... me.

Mulder: Scully, what are you doing here? Actually, I was just getting dressed to come see you but I... I couldn't find a tie to go with my victory cap. [He's wearing a baseball cap over his bandages]

Scully: Mulder, no work. You have to go back to bed. [Scully removes his cap and stars to take his tie away]

Mulder: Oh, wait. Tie goes to the runner. Scully, I, um... I was coming down... to work to tell you that Albert Hosteen is dead. He died last night in New Mexico. He'd been in a coma for two weeks. There was... no way he could have been in your apartment.

Scully: He was there — we... we prayed together. Mulder, I don't believe that. I... I don't believe it. It's impossible.

Mulder: Is it any more impossible than what you saw in Africa or what you saw in me?

Scully: I don't know what to believe anymore. Mulder, I was so determined to find a cure to save you that I could deny what it was that I saw and now I don't even know... I don't know... I don't know what the truth is ... I don't know who to listen to. I don't know who to trust. Diana Fowley was found murdered this morning. I never trusted her... but she helped save your life just as much as I did. She gave me that book. It was her key that led me to you. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. I know she was your friend.

Mulder: Scully, I was like you once — I didn't know who to trust. Then I... I chose another path... another life, another fate, where I found my sister. The end of my world was unrecognisable and upside down. There was one thing that remained the same. You... were my friend, and you told me the truth. Even when the world was falling apart, you were my constant... my touchstone.

Scully: And you are mine.