The X-Files s09e01 Episode Script

Vodka rocks, please.
Hi, how are you? Thirsty.
Uh, straight up, and no ice this time.
I tell this guy about the ice, and then he pours me a scotch rocks.
"About the ice"? The water, actually, in the ice.
I'm kind of an expert on it.
Well, what's wrong with it? No big secret.
It's been in the news.
A government additive.
Something they call chloramine.
Yeah, they said it's good for us.
It's like fluoride or something.
Well, that's what they say.
Look, um I didn't sit down here to scare you.
On the contrary.
Would you like to get some air? A long way to go for a drink, huh? Do you like living out here? How much farther? Just over the bridge.
[Alarm Blaring.]
[Engine Revs.]
What the hell you doing? [Tires Screeching.]
Let go! You're going to kill us! [Whoosh.]
[Whoosh.]
[Announcer.]
Last season on The X-Files.
There was a rumored program out of the Cold War.
Aplan to create a Super Soldier.
[Doggett.]
I didn't want to believe it.
Said Agent Scully's a part of their program too.
Your baby was a miracle.
My baby is normal.
She may never make it out of this building.
Get him off! This is my baby! Please don't let them take it! You got to push, Dana.
[Doggett.]
This office is under investigation for a late-night meeting between you and an intelligence operative named Knowle Rohrer.
You investigate what I tell you.
And you put me on the X-Files.
[Mulder.]
I think what we feared were the possibilities.
The truth we both know.
[Baby Crying.]
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's going to be okay.
[Alarm Clock Buzzing.]
[Groans.]
[Phone Ringing.]
Hello? [Man.]
Monica, it's me.
Did I wake you? Brad? Um, n-no.
No, I'm awake.
You're in town.
Yeah, l-I came in on short notice.
Listen, if you're coming to the Hoover Building can you stop by my office on your way in? Yeah.
Sure.
I can do that.
Good.
Looking forward to it.
[Whistling.]
[Woman Over TV.]
And now a story that may have long-term effects here in Washington.
Metro Police are investigating the bizarre death of a government employee last night.
The body of 38-year-old Carl Wormus a deputy administrator for the Environmental Protection Agency was pulled from the Potomac by rescue divers this morning.
It appears Wormus drove his car through a barricade and off a drawbridge into the river.
A police spokesperson says it appears he was alone in the car Monica? Hi.
What are you doing? I was leaving you a note.
Your assistant was out, and I didn't want to knock.
I was going to call you Hi, Brad.
Come on in.
[Door Closes.]
What? We're at work.
You used to ask me to close the door at work back in New York.
Is that all you called me here for Assistant Director? I probably shouldn't tell you how hot you look, either 'cause you do.
How long has it been? T-Two years? Yeah.
Yeah.
We should catch up, Brad, really.
I've got to get downstairs.
I have got something for you.
Forgive me, but, uh it didn't take a whole lot of digging to figure out why you're here in D.
C.
, Monica.
What are those? Something you're going to see, but I wanted to show you first.
They were taken from the security cameras in the FBI parking garage.
One of them shows you arriving in a cab meeting John Doggett.
Yeah, I'm working with him.
He called me up here on a case.
I heard, believe me.
This whole thing about a chase and a crash and a fire And now Doggett's internal investigation of Deputy Director Kersh.
It's big news.
What's so important to show me? What's on the other tape? [Elevator Bell Dings.]
[Door Closes.]
How's your investigation going, John? Have you turned up any incriminating evidence on me yet? It's only Monday morning, sir.
It's nothing personal, Deputy Director.
I hope you know that.
No, John.
I think we've pretty much always seen eye-to-eye.
[Door Opens.]
I'm sure if you can't find anything on me, John, nobody can.
Hi.
How you doing? That good.
I didn't ask to be put down in the X-Files.
Deputy Director Kersh put me down here.
I'm just doing my job.
What did he think? That I'd be thankful? That I'd do anything less? It's not going to be easy, John.
Hell, no, it isn't.
We're going after a Deputy Director.
One man removed from the head of the FBI.
No, I mean, it may be impossible.
What's this? A security tape, two nights ago, from the FBI garage.
You're not on it.
What are you talking about? No.
This is the wrong damn tape.
I've been backwards and forwards on it.
There's nothing there.
We were chased.
A.
D.
Skinner and I were attacked and chased.
This man Knowle Rohrer drove his car into the garage wall.
It blew up in a ball of flames.
Not on this tape.
Where'd you get this? From someone who wanted to give me a heads up.
They can't just make this all go away.
There's evidence down in that parking garage.
There were victims.
I went down to that garage, John.
Whatever happened, they've had There were witnesses.
Witnesses who are going to stand up to this tape? [Door Shuts.]
[Pounding.]
Mulder! Mulder, are you here? [Man On Phone.]
Naval Telecommunications Command.
Yeah, I need to make a shore to ship call to the S.
S.
Valor Victor Sir? Sir? [Knocking.]
What? What's the matter? What's the matter?! I've been trying to call you.
Yeah, but the phone's off the hook because of the baby.
Well, I got panicked you weren't going to be here.
That you left, too.
Come in.
I went looking for Mulder.
I went to his apartment.
I know.
Where did he go? Dana where did he go? He's gone.
He's just gone.
I don't know where Mulder is.
I don't know that I'd tell you if I did.
[Door Opens.]
I checked with movers, airlines, car rental agencies.
No Mulder.
Somebody get to him? That it? Doesn't seem possible, does it? Okay, so where does that leave us? It's just me and you.
Our word against Kersh and the FBI.
You better sit down, John.
It's more complicated than that.
What's more complicated? This investigation.
What about it? I want to ask you to drop it.
No.
Not from you.
Not from you.
Not-Not after what we've been through.
I mean, we barely escaped with our lives.
That's something worth thinking about.
I'm sorry, you're not that reasonable.
What, did they get to you, too? No one got to me, John.
They didn't have to.
That's the point.
You're afraid of them.
I'm not afraid of them.
Well, you're afraid of something.
What? The real tape showing up, them calling you a killer for you having to shoot Alex Krycek? No, I'll stand by my actions, Agent Doggett but I won't stand by yours if you're going to continue to push and push until you get somebody killed.
You want to know what I fear? I fear for Mulder and Scully.
I fear for the life of that child if you don't stop pushing, John.
You don't think I fear for those things, same as you? If you did, you'd let it go.
So what I'm hearing is if I don't drop it, I'm alone on this.
[Sighs.]
John.
You're not.
[Door Shuts.]
Hi.
I hope it wasn't presumptuous of me.
I ordered you a martini.
No, the presumption's all mine.
Anyway, I called and asked you out, didn't I? You, uh, actually had me confused a little this morning in my office.
I had this crazy notion that, uh, you were avoiding me.
Maybe I was trying to avoid myself.
And those tapes you pulled out of your desk drawer weren't exactly Pamela and Tommy Lee, now, were they? [Chuckles.]
And I'd heard that, uh, that you and John Doggett were tight.
You make it sound like I go home from work with Post-Its on my ass.
It's nothing like that.
Then I don't get it.
Why risk your name and your career getting caught up in this rabid investigation of his? There isn't going to be an investigation.
Not anymore.
I wouldn't have thought Agent Doggett would be thrown off so easy.
Not what I've heard about him.
Whatever you may think about him, Brad he's not a fool, you know.
Now you're pissed off at me.
No, I'm pissed off because this means I'll be shipping back to the New Orleans Field Office.
What are you talking about? The way I heard it, you're with the X-Files.
This investigation drops they're going to drop the X-Files right along with it.
You know me where my interests lie.
This was my dream assignment.
Not to mention how excited I was to be up here in D.
C.
But you just got here.
Yeah, I know.
[Knocking.]
I'm really sorry.
I Dana, I need your help.
I don't how to find him.
It just doesn't make any sense.
Mulder leaving you here all alone.
Just walking out on you? Not telling you where and why? It makes sense in its own way.
That's all I can tell you.
Then tell me why you can't trust me.
Everything I did to try to protect you when you thought your baby was in danger what changed? Why is it suddenly I'm now the enemy? Let it go, John.
Drop it.
Please.
These people tried to kill me.
They tried to kill A.
D.
Skinner.
They would have killed Mulder, too.
They're still out there, Dana.
Exactly right.
And they are unstoppable.
And they are inside the FBI.
You know something you're not telling me.
Mulder knows something.
How long can you hide from it? Knowle Rohrer this old military buddy of mine he told me your pregnancy was a result of a government cloning experiment to try and create what he called a "Super Soldier.
" I don't want to hear this.
Look, there is nothing to any of this.
Knowle Rohrer my buddy was one of the men that tried to kill us in the FBI garage.
My baby my son is fine.
I hope to God that's true.
I just don't want to pretend.
I'm going to ask you to leave.
I'm going to ask you to leave and not come back here.
[Door Shuts.]
[Woman.]
Directory assistance, may I help you? Let's try, uh, Maryland or Virginia.
What listing, please? The number for a Ryan Bracker.
B-R-A-C-K-E-R.
Yeah, hi, I was given this number for a Roger Erickson formerly of the U.
S.
Marine Corps.
Yeah, speaking.
Roger? Hey, it's John Doggett, Bravo Company.
Hey, man, how you doing? I'm good.
It's good to hear you.
Listen, you remember Knowle Rohrer? Yeah, sure I remember him.
What's the story with him? Didn't he get involved in something when we got back stateside Special Ops? I have no idea, man.
I never heard from Knowle after we got back.
Hey, we should get together, catch up.
Yeah, let's, um, let's catch a beer sometime.
This is Shannon.
Leave a message and I'll return it as soon as I can.
Yeah, hi, this is John Doggett.
I'm trying to reach a Shannon McMahon who was with Bravo Company, USMC.
If this is she, could you please contact me through the FBI in Washington, D.
C.
, as soon as possible? [Elevator Bell Dings.]
Sleepy time, sweet William.
I'll see you in a couple hours.
[Mobile Squeaking.]
[Squeaking Continues.]
[Sighs.]
[Heavy Sigh.]
[Footsteps.]
Hello? [Sighs.]
[Baby Crying.]
[Mobile Squeaking.]
[Baby Crying.]
[Mobile Squeaking.]
[Crying Continues.]
[Crying Stops.]
[Crying.]
[Mobile Squeaking.]
[Phone Rings.]
Monica Reyes.
Uh, yeah, it's, uh it's Scully.
Dana? What's wrong, are you all right? Is Agent Doggett there? Yeah, he's right here with me.
Dana? Is something wrong? Yeah yeah, something.
Um I think I might have been wrong telling you to drop your investigation.
No, I didn't drop it.
As a matter of fact, we found something.
I'm not sure how it fits, but we're working on it.
What is it? A body.
Thanks for comin'.
The deceased's name is Carl Wormus Deputy Administrator for the Environmental Protection Agency.
Drove through a barricade and off a bridge two nights ago.
And? And somebody at the FBI thought it was important enough to stick his obituary under our noses.
Who? [Reyes.]
We don't know.
Well, his blood alcohol level was upwards of.
15.
He was drunk, he crashed and drowned.
There's got to be something more.
[Cell Phone Rings.]
John Doggett.
What the hell are you doing? Excuse me? Do you know how many people are just waiting to see you screw up? To see you make a mistake like this? I didn't know I made a mistake.
This EPA guy that you checked out of the county morgue in Maryland without any jurisdiction Oh, come on.
All your friends, John.
All your former buddies at the FBI.
What are you talking about? They're not your pals anymore.
Not since this investigation of yours.
Since you've launched an attack on one of your own.
Just watch your back, John.
[Slams Receiver Down.]
Definitive answer how this guy died.
What would that take? A careful autopsy.
How fast can you do it? That's not what I'm saying.
I'd understand if you don't want to do this, Dana but you're the only person we can trust.
[Doorbell Rings.]
Collecting for the needy and unemployed.
Open the door.
Thanks for doing this, guys.
Yeah, like we've got anything better to be doing these days.
Just to let you know we may need to hit you up for some coin.
Why? What happened to you guys? Don't ask.
We were able to hack into the Department of Interior's mainframe and get the EPA files you wanted on this man Carl Wormus.
And? Hey.
What are we, mind readers? That's all you asked us to do.
What exactly was it you were looking for, if we may ask? I don't know, I was hoping you'd find something.
Well, if he had any secrets, he took them to his grave.
Nothing hinky in his files except some kind of rabid obsession with water.
With water? Water.
Asphyxiation induced by the inhalation of water.
There are contusions on the forehead and on the chest but the impact isn't what killed him.
This man drowned.
You're looking at me like you hope that there's something more but there isn't.
I'm sorry, that's not it.
I'm just impressed that you can do this.
This is what I do, Agent Reyes.
But you're here doing it now.
Something did happen, didn't it? I know what you're afraid of.
That there's something wrong with your baby.
We can let our fears get the better of us.
We can, uh imagine things, make connections with things that aren't there.
Like with this man.
If you ever feel the need to talk to someone, Dana, I'm here.
I'd never betray a confidence.
There is something.
What? Right here on the ankle.
Are those fingerprints? Yeah, that's what they look like.
From someone holding him down? I don't know how or who.
[Follmer.]
I don't know if you're aware of where Agent Scully is.
She's at Quantico.
Called in byJohn Doggett to autopsy a body he's got no authority to touch.
If I may be blunt, sir Doggett's put his tit in the wringer.
Maybe.
So what? A lot of us think that he's lost all judgment.
And one man's actions should not affect the entire FBI.
We feel he should be called out for this.
Punished.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, Assistant Director.
It's a difficult situation to be in.
I appreciate you doing this.
It was the right thing to do.
Let me know how it goes.
Me? Oh, no, l-I can't, sir.
There-There's a conflict.
L-I can't do this myself.
I can't very well do it.
How would it look? I'm under investigation by Agent Doggett.
You have no personal ax to grind.
[Doorbell Rings.]
Hello, can I help you? Hi, I'm looking for Dana Scully.
I'm sorry.
She's not here right now.
Can I tell her who's calling? We work together.
Do you know where I can find her? No.
Um would you like to leave a message? [Doorknob Squeaking.]
I'll leave her a note if you wouldn't mind opening the door.
Why don't you just leave your name and I'll have Dana call you.
[Sighs.]
You need to get this body into refrigeration if you're going to preserve him as evidence.
Whatever he's evidence of.
Whatever it is, I can't reach John to even tell him about it.
Monica, I don't know what to say but good luck.
I've got to go.
I've got to get home.
Third floor, they have a cooler for the teaching cadavers.
You might temporarily put him up there.
Behind us.
Just keep walking.
Who is she? I've never seen her before this morning.
Now I've seen her twice.
[Elevator Bell Dings.]
Excuse us.
Where's Agent Doggett? What are you doing, Brad? What am I doing? I'm doing my best to cover your ass.
What are you talking about? This, this.
I'm talking about these.
Let go of me.
What's going on here? Okay, where'd he go? Who? Where'd who go? Where did Doggett take the body? You're not making any sense, Brad.
Agent Doggett didn't take any body anywhere.
What, you're looking at me like you don't believe me.
Ask Agent Scully.
I'm going to go now.
I've got a child at home.
Body or no body, you were here doing an autopsy.
Doggett was here without authorization.
Without authorization? He's out of control, you know, Monica.
Forget the X-Files.
He'll take you down with him.
This was you, wasn't it? You floated that obituary to me to set Agent Doggett up.
Using me? What obituary? I don't know what you're talking about.
You came to me for help, remember? I'm only trying to help you help yourself.
I know exactly what you're doing, Brad.
Don't forget to piss on all the corners before you leave.
I didn't float any obituary.
What is she talking about? [Doorbell Ringing.]
Son of a Yeah? Oh.
Hello.
Considering the recent violence attempted on Agent Doggett you might want to know who's at the door before you actually open it.
Next time I'll get a chair.
Agent Doggett's gone.
What do you mean gone? He and Assistant Director Skinner split for Maryland together.
Show her what we found before she makes any nasty remarks.
It took some real hacking but Carl Wormus, the man from the Environmental Protection Agency who drowned in his car? He'd been receiving encrypted e-mail data from a water reclamation plant in Maryland.
From a worker there named Roland McFarland.
Encrypted data on what? Don't know.
But whatever it is, may have gotten both these men killed.
There are no nameplates.
Yeah, I see that.
This is madness.
Even if you're right and this guy connects to your investigation we don't know we're in the right area.
This has got to be McFarland's area.
This might be his desk.
Let's just grab the computer hard drive and get out of here.
We're not sure if it's his.
Somebody's going to come walking through one of these doors any minute and it's not going to matter.
Just keep an eye out.
What's chloramine? What? Why are you asking me about chloramine? Because this is McFarland's desk and he's got tons of files on chloramine in it.
I'm betting it figures into all this somehow.
Agent Doggett.
Grab the files and go.
Shh.
[Yells.]
[Follmer.]
Assistant Director! Looks like you and I are chasing the same man.
Agent Doggett? [Child.]
I made this.
!