It's okay. I understand. I mean... it's hard enough caring for a child.
You don't have anyone, do you?
No. (looks down) But I wish I did.
(smiling) Maybe he'll come back.
The X-Files · Season 9
It's okay. I understand. I mean... it's hard enough caring for a child.
You don't have anyone, do you?
No. (looks down) But I wish I did.
(smiling) Maybe he'll come back.
These clothes that I'm wearing.. they're my size - How the hell do you know my size?
Your size? I know your blood type, your resting heart rate, your childhood fear of clowns. I know the name of your College boyfriend, your true hair color, your ATM pin number, favorite charities, pet peeves. I know you spend too much time alone. And I know.. that on one lonely night.. you invited Mulder to your bed.
(her eyes well up with tears; speechless) Oh, my God.
I was as surprised as you are.
(crying) Who authorizes you? I mean, what gives you the right? Who are you?!
I'm the future, Agent Scully. And I risked my life being here.
Well, then why do it? I mean, why meet me?
Because you can reach Mulder - Mulder needs to know what I know or he may have no future. Perhaps no one will. ..Another car is parked on the main road, half a mile out. If I see that you haven't contacted Mulder in the next twenty-four hours, I disappear and you never see me again. Do you understand, lady?
Well, you can call the whole thing off?
I can't. I've already sent for him. Mulder's on a train. He'll be here at midnight.
Maybe you can reach him.
You can't do that to me.
I'm sorry.
(passionately) I want to see him so bad.
I know. And I want to make sure that you get to, Dana. That's the whole reason I'm here.
Well, it's too late. And I have to go.
(voiceover of an email she's writing to Mulder) I hold no hope you can respond to this. Or that it reaches you. I only hope that you are alive. I cannot help believing that you jumped off that train because you knew what I now know - that these "super-soldiers," if that's what they are, can in fact be destroyed. That the key to their destruction lies in the iron compound at that quarry ... I am scared for you, Mulder. And for William.. The forces against us are unrelenting. But so is my determination - To see you again. To regain the comfort and safety we shared for so brief a time.. Until then, I remain forever yours... Dana.
Why would you want to remember? You can't tell me you're happier now because you recall your life. I saw it all. So much pain... Why would you want to struggle so long and hard to get that pain back?
Because it's mine.
(talking about his recovered memories) I'll take the bad, so long as I remember the good.
(looking at Doggett) You Reyes?
I'm Doggett. She's Reyes.
Detective Van Allen?
That's right.
I appreciate your help on this.
What help is that?
On this investigation.
There isn't a lot to investigate. I mean, Victor Potts wasn't exactly one of the FBI's ten most wanted.
I think she means your insight into the way he died, Detective.
Don't have any. But I'm sure you'd rather talk to somebody who actually gives a damn, right? (walks off)
(to Reyes) ..Hate to say it but, he probably sums up most peoples feelings.
Agent Comer - our undercover man - was sent to infiltrate the cult... based on a series of... threats.
What threats? Threats to who? To me, to my child...
Threats... on Agent Mulder's life.
(looking at Follmer) That's what this is about? Then why pull me in here and show me those rubbings? I don't understand.
(everyone else is silent) Before losing all contact with our undercover agent he sent us a communication. A communication we've been trying to confirm that, uh... (swallows nervously; gently) that Mulder was already dead.
[Scully meets his eyes, and he holds her gaze. She is visibly upset. Kersh looks sad and can't meet her eyes. Skinner can’t even look at her. Doggett seems to believe it's the truth.]
[Reciting from his memory of a Desert Storm engagement, where he lays dazed seeing a 'Super Soldier' team trot away after effortlessly wiping out the enemy squad.]
Behold, a whirlwind came out of the north, and a brightness was about it.. And out of the midst came the likeness of four living creatures, and they had the likeness of a man... I knew why my life had been spared - That I was to deliver the message of these angels, of these sons of God.. To deliver the message of the god who came before all other gods.
[Concludes showing him in the present, standing on top of a dug-up alien spacecraft.]
I'm on my way. That was Agent Doggett again. They're waiting. Mom, I've got to go.
It's the middle of the night, Dana. I just don't understand what can't wait 'til tomorrow.
Mom, it's important. I wouldn't go if it weren't.
Yes, I know, Dana. You say it's about getting answers.
Answers about William, Mom.
I know you're worried about him... that there are things about him that you just can't explain - but even if you were to get those answers what would it change?
Mom, he's my child.
And you have to love him and raise him in spite of everything. Dana, god has given you a miracle. A child that wasn't supposed to be. Maybe it's not to question... just to be taken as a matter of faith.
Mom, I can't take this on faith. I need to know. I need to know if it's really God I have to thank.
So, big plans for the weekend?
Oh, huge. Microwave pizza, satellite TV.
Wow. Thanks for making my life sound exciting. Maybe we both need pets. They say people with pets live longer.
(confesses) I was thinking about getting a cat.
There's dog people, and there's cat people. You are a dog person, John.
How do you figure?
(chuckles) You're faithful, you're dependable, you're without guile, you're very comfortable to be around. ..So why a cat?
Low maintenance. They don't expect much from you, so you can't disappoint 'em.
I don't see you ever disappointing anyone, John.
Hell of a thing to wake up to, huh? We stopped after work. She had a beer.
Well, the man who hit her had fifteen. Don't do this to yourself, John.
It's true, John. She's gone.
I don't accept that - Look at her breathing. Her heart's still beating. There's got to be hope.
There's no measurable electrical activity in her brain. Brain death is... indeed death, John. I'm sorry.
You work here?
Uh, I-I'm a patient aide. I deliver the flowers mostly. Are you her husband?
[Doggett shakes his head no.]
You love her, though. She's not gone - Not her soul.
I wish I could talk to her. I wish I could tell her... Guess I wish a lot of things.
Audrey, I'm Monica. Stephen and I just want to get out of here. Will you show us the way out?
I can't. I can't help you.
Why not?
I came to tell you your friend... loves you very much.
My friend? Did you talk to John? Does he know where I am?
They all think you're dead. (starts to leave)
Wait! Give my friend a message. Tell him he's a dog person.
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