The X-Files, Season 8

Scully:
I don't believe this.

Skinner:
This isn't about finding Mulder - this is about Kersh covering the FBI's ass.

Scully:
Why do I get the feeling they'd be happy if we never found him at all?

Skinner:
Look... I saw what I saw. I have to make a statement in there. I'm not going to tell them it didn't happen.

Scully:
Well, you heard Kersh. They don't want the truth. You give them the truth, and they'll hang you with it.

Skinner:
They can hang me with a lie, too. I'm not going to sell Mulder out.

Scully:
What good are you to Mulder if you give them the power to ruin your career? (he doesn't answer) We will find him.

Scully:
What's my theory? My theory is you don't know Mulder at all. You never did. (flips his badge over, showing his name) "John Doggett." Kersh's task force leader. You might have just introduced yourself.

Doggett:
Well, I was getting around to it.

Scully:
(throws a cup full of water in his face) Nice to meet you, Agent Doggett.

Scully:
(voiceover) We live in a darkness of our own making... blind to a habitant world all but unseen by us. A world of beings traveling through time and space imaginable to us only as flights of fancy. Who are these beings we dare to imagine but fear to accept? What dark work goes on inside their impossible machines... cloaked from us by invisible forces? If they know our secrets, why can't we know theirs?

Skinner:
This has gone too far, Scully.

Scully:
No. That's what's wrong here. It hasn't gone far enough. I need those car keys.

Skinner:
And what do you think you're going to do?

Scully:
(tearing up) Look, we are being hampered here by the FBI, by John Doggett, by doubt, by our own mistrust. Whatever it is, it is working... as long as we let it.

Skinner:
You told me Mulder wouldn't allow it. Wouldn't let me ruin my career over this. Over him. But what about you, Scully? I mean, my god, you've got even more at stake.

Scully:
(voice cracking; nearly crying) I-I can't take the chance that I'm never going to see him again.

Scully:
Well... do you have any questions?

Doggett:
(understatement, chuckling) Just a few. Maybe first you could tell me where your area is here and... uh... where mine's going to be.

Scully:
(firmly) This is my partner's office, Agent Doggett. You and I will just be using it for a while. (sets Mulder's nameplate on the front of his desk)

Doggett:
You know, there is a more obvious explanation.

Scully:
Mm-hmm.

Doggett:
The more basic answer is what we're dealing with here is simply a man. A psychotic killer with a deformed foot. You're familiar with the principle of Occam's Razor?

Scully:
Yeah. You take every possible explanation and you choose the simplest one. Agent Mulder used to refer to it as "Occam's Principle of Limited Imagination."

Scully:
Can you hot-wire it?

Doggett:
(confident) Can I hot-wire it? Gone in 60 seconds, Jack. I'm going to strand these lunatics.

Scully:
There are X-files cases that describe similar paranormal findings. Alien abductees, who came back with anomalous medical stats.

Doggett:
You know, these words - "anomalous," "supernatural," "paranormal" - they propound to explain something by not explaining it. That's lazy!

Sharon Pearl:
(looking at watch) Is this going to happen?

Doggett:
Shouldn't you be telling us that?

Sharon Pearl:
(smiles) You're no doubt confused, Agent Doggett. I take psychic readings, not see through walls.

Doggett:
(knocking on the door) FBI! I saw your curtains move. I know you're in there.

Trina:
(opens door) M-Mr. Wells, I...

Martin Wells:
Trina, you knew about the Nanny-cam, didn't you? You told the killer about it. You must have given him my key card, too.

Trina:
Mr. Wells, I-I-I wasn't even there that night.

Doggett:
(unholsters his gun) First thing you're supposed to say is: "What nanny-cam?" (pushes the door open suddenly, pushes her to the ground)

Martin Wells:
(voiceover) The passage of time in prisons is not in a cell of brick and mortar but in one of hopes dashed and tragedies unaverted. How precious, then, the chance to go back only to discover that in facing the past you must face up to yourself... that exiting the prison of time doesn't free you from the prison of your own character... one from which there is no escape.

Doggett:
If I'm working this case, I'd appreciate a heads up before you tell the Deputy Director any more science fiction stories.

Skinner:
Hey, I don't have another explanation.

Doggett:
Those guys in there are right. This whole story doesn't make a damn bit of sense.

Skinner:
I'm supposed to give those guys in there answers, Agent Doggett. You're supposed to help me do that.

Doggett:
Tipet's on the run. Find him, and we just might.

Doggett:
I'm a good investigator but you know as well as I do I'm not the Agent that should be investigating this case.

Skinner:
Agent Scully can't be here.

Doggett:
You spoke to her?

Skinner:
Tonight. She told me to tell you she's fine. She's taking some personal time.

Doggett:
I've got 22 people dead, and she's taking personal time? (he picks up the phone, frustrated; Skinner grabs it to stop him)

Skinner:
(firmly) You're not listening to what I'm telling you. Do your best without her. (hangs up the phone and walks off)

Frohike:
We all have a third eye. If we could open it, we'd see a new reality, one closer to God. At least that's what Kesey told me on the bus back in '64.

Langly:
You were not on the bus with Kesey in '64.

Frohike:
Hey, I got the pictures to prove it, my longhaired friend.

Langly:
Before or after you partied with the Stones at Altamont?

Frohike:
Don't be a boob, Altamont was in '70s.

Langly:
Whatever.

Doggett:
Wait, you, you're not saying this guy has X-ray vision?

Scully:
I am remarking that these wavelengths exist and the only thing that is stopping us from seeing them, if you will, is the biochemical structure of our eyes. I am conjecturing that if this structure was somehow different we'd have the ability to see things that we don't.

Doggett:
(leans in and whispers) Call in Clark Kent.

Doggett:
Were you aware Mulder carried a second weapon, a Walther PPK?

Skinner:
Yeah, in an ankle holster.

Doggett:
I found it hidden under his sink. The clip was three rounds shy.

Skinner:
What's this about?

Doggett:
Three shots were fired in a house where Mulder investigated a case last May. He never filed a report on the case or the discharge of his weapon. Do you know any reason why?

Skinner:
If Mulder did these things, he would've reported them.

Doggett:
Mulder submitted case reports, all right but they indicate he was here in Washington on days his cell phone records prove he was in Pennsylvania.

Skinner:
Are you calling Mulder a liar?

Doggett:
(pointing to computer screen) This is the muzzle of Mulder's pistol. You see that there?

Skinner:
It's blowback.

Doggett:
Macrospatter of dried blood in a semi-circular pattern, which indicates Mulder fired close-range at something or someone.

Skinner:
I've heard enough. (starts to leave)

Doggett:
Where are you going?

Skinner:
It's where you're going, Agent Doggett. You're trying to build a case that what? Mulder killed a man and then made himself disappear? That's not what happened. I told you before, he was abducted. I saw it!

Doggett:
Agent Mulder signed falsified case reports.

Skinner:
(angry) Oh, come on, John, this isn't about Mulder, it's about you! Your career. You give the FBI a narrative for Mulder's disappearance, you're off the X-Files and back on the fast-track to the directorship.

Doggett:
I'm just trying to find the truth.

Skinner:
You want the truth? Then ask Agent Scully!

Doggett:
I can't do that.

Skinner:
Why not?

Doggett:
Because she... (sighing) she signed those case reports, too.

Skinner:
(looks at the file; flatly) You take that story to OPR, the accusation alone could cost Scully her job.

Doggett:
I'm not taking it to OPR. I'm taking it to you.

Doggett:
Looks like you missed a spot, Mr. Hangemuhl.

(The Lone Gunmen are talking to Doggett and Skinner via webcam, and are wearing pajamas, bathrobes, etc. They look tired and slightly annoyed.)

Byers:
We learned what we could. This is somewhat short notice, of course.

Frohike:
And a little outside our area of expertise.

Langly:
Plus the fact we were sleeping.

Doggett:
You wearing pants, Langly?

Langly:
Uh...yeah. (hurriedly gets out of the range of the camera)

Scully:
Hi.

Mulder:
Hi.

Scully:
Come on in.

Mulder:
Thanks.

Scully:
(shuts the door) Can I take your coat?

Mulder:
No, I can't stay. I gotta get back to the office for a while.

Scully:
Obviously you've had some time to think about my request.

Mulder:
Um, it's... it's not something that I get asked to do every day. Um, but I am absolutely flattered. (she is embarrassed) No, honestly.

Scully:
Okay, if... if you're trying to politely say "no," it's okay. I, I understand. (avoids eye contact)

Mulder:
See what's weird is... this sounds, and this sounds really weird, I know, but I, I just wouldn't want this to come between us.

Scully:
(very hurt, pretends otherwise) Yeah. I know... I, I understand. I do.

Mulder:
(realizes she doesn't understand what he's saying; reaches out to touch her cheek but stops himself) Well ... the answer is "yes."

Scully:
(she is overjoyed, and they smile at each other then embrace) Um... Well, I'll call Dr. Parenti and... (Mulder nods and smiles) I assume that he'll want to meet you and go through the, uh, the donor procedure.

Mulder:
At that part, I'm a pro.

[Skinner, in a tshirt, opens his door to see Scully standing outside. She's been crying.]

Scully:
(weakly) What if he's dead? (He doesn't respond; she's embarrassed) I'm sorry. I just had a bad dream.

Skinner:
(pauses) Let me get some clothes on. (She nods; he closes the door then comes out to join her in the parking lot.)

Scully:
I once had a talk with Mulder about starlight. How it's billions of years old. (Both of them look upwards.) Stars that are now long dead whose light is still traveling through time. It won't die, that light. (Skinner watches her as she looks up.) Maybe that's the only thing that never does. He said that's where souls reside. I hope he's right.

Skinner:
(long pause; he puts his arm around her shoulders) If you're trying to prepare yourself I want you to stop. Nothing says that we're going to stumble over him in some field. Nothing says he won't be fine.

[Scully nods, then she turns and buries her face in his chest, sobbing; he holds her and strokes her hair.]

Reyes:
What do you think happened?

[Skinner looks at Scully.]

Scully:
Isn't that what you're here to tell us?

Reyes:
Oh, I have my own thoughts. It's just, what we think happened and what actually happened aren't always the same thing but not altogether insignificant, either.

Scully:
I'm sorry, this feels like therapy.

Krycek:
We all have a life in our hands. I have yours... you have Mulder's... and Scully has her unborn child. It's who's willing to sacrifice.

Mulder:
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?

Scully:
Mulder, if you go down the X-Files will go down, too. I mean, theoretically, they could put you in prison for what you're doing here.

Mulder:
Yeah, well, compared to where I just was, prison would be a Princess cruise.

[Mulder closes the laptop and removes the hard drive.]

Scully:
What are you doing?

Mulder:
I'm going to book myself on that Princess cruise.

Scully:
I'll book it for you. (takes the harddrive - and the responsibility - from him. He covers up the boxes, smiles and follows her.)

[Frohike opens the door of Scully's apartment for Mulder. They both smile.]

Frohike:
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. (they hug tightly, Mulder laughs softly)

Mulder:
Melvin. I'd be a whole lot happier to see you if you'd just take your hands off my ass.

Frohike:
(embarrassed, lets go and steps back) Sorry.

Byers:
I think it goes without saying that we're all, uh, tremendously relieved.

Langly:
(smiling) And not just because we got big questions about your involvement in a certain... blessed event.

[Langly glances significantly at Scully. Mulder appears surprised and looks over at her; she ignores his look and the comment.]

Mulder:
Well, just remember, boys, this is America. Just because you get more votes doesn't mean you win.

Mulder:
(on radio) Frohike? Langly? Byers? Let's go. I'm dying out here.

Frohike:
(on radio) Well, let us just finish our cappuccino and biscotti, and we'll see what we can do.

[All three Gunmen are held up by harnesses in what looks like an elevator shaft filled with wires.]

Byers:
(on radio) You can start walking now, Mulder.

Mulder:
Is the system bypassed?

Langly:
You'll know if it's not.

Mulder:
Great.

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

Knowle Rohrer:
You think this about Mulder. It's about the truth, John.

Doggett:
What truth?

Knowle Rohrer:
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.

Mulder:
[knocks on Scully's door]

Scully:
[exasperated] Mulder!

Mulder:
[startled] What?

Scully:
I was just about to get in the shower, but I was waiting for the pizzaman.

Mulder:
[mock suspiciously] You got something going on with the pizzaman I should know about?

Scully:
[laughing] The pizzaman?

Mulder:
Correct me if I'm wrong, but you just said you were waiting for the pizzaman to jump in the shower.

Scully:
No, what I mean was, the pizzaman's usually late, and so...

Mulder:
[squints like he doesn't understand]

Scully:
Do you want to come in?

Mulder:
Thank you.

Scully:
[turns and walks back into the apartment, doesn't see Mulder placing a gift under the pillows;] I feel like I'm in an episode of Mad About You.

Mulder:
Yeah, well, small technicality... Mad About You was about a married couple, and we just work together.

Scully:
Well, you know what I mean.

Mulder:
I do, I do. And what I am saying is that we do not have much information about this man. And what I am saying [pointing at Scully's tummy] is that the pizzaman is not above suspicion.

Scully:
I see.

Mulder:
[hintingly glances towards the couch (he has placed a gift under the pillows)]

Scully:
[looks and notices gift] Is that for me?

Mulder:
Yep.

Scully:
Nice package.

Mulder:
(stutteringly quietly) Thank you.

Mulder:
Little Caesar, I presume?

Scully:
[to deliveryman] Hi. Just give it to the man with the funny look on his face.

Harrison:
Can I ask you something?

Mulder:
Sure.

Harrison:
When you went to Antarctica to save Agent Scully from being taken by that spaceship and you ran out of gas in your Sno-cat... how did you get back?

[Scully looks curiously at Mulder. They start talking over each other, Scully being scientific, Mulder being typical Mulder, and Harrison just sits back and enjoys herself.]

Scully:
Um, well, first of all, it was never (coughs) actually proven that it was a spaceship ...

Mulder:
It wasn't?

Scully:
Well, no, what happened was that we fell off of something that ...

Mulder:
Something?

Scully:
...that rose out of the ice.

Mulder:
Well what do you think that was?

Scully:
Well, I don't know what it was. But we never got, we didn't actually get to see a spaceship.

Mulder:
I can't believe that you're saying it's not a spaceship.

Scully:
Well, it couldn't have been a spaceship.

Mulder:
'Course it was a spaceship.

Scully:
Well, we don't know it was a spaceship. But you don't have a picture of it or anything.

Mulder:
You know it was a spaceship. You saw it.

Scully:
No, no, no, no, remember, I was unconscious and when I woke up there was no spaceship.

Mulder:
Now, come on, Scully. It was a spaceship.

Scully:
Mulder, n-n-n-no.

Mulder:
And you were frozen, and I hugged you .... (Their voices trail off.)

Mulder:
We call it the miracle of life. Conception - a union of perfect opposites - essence transforming into existence - an act without which mankind would not exist and humanity cease to exist. Or is this just nostalgia now? An act of biology commandeered by modern science and technology? God-like, we extract, implant, inseminate... and we clone. But has our ingenuity rendered the miracle into a simple trick? In the artifice of replicating life can we become the creator? Then what of the soul? Can it, too, be replicated? Does it live in this matter we call DNA? Or is its placement the opposite of artifice, capable only by God. How did this child come to be? What set its heart beating? Is it the product of a union? Or the work of a divine hand? An answered prayer? A true miracle? Or is it a wonder of technology - the intervention of other hands? What do I tell this child about to be born? What do I tell Scully? And what do I tell myself?

Scully:
This has got to be a conspiracy. (holds up two dolls - one a girl, one a boy)

Woman:
Aw... Maybe it'll be twins.

Scully:
Thank you, but I would settle for one very healthy boy.

Women:
Oh?

Scully:
Or girl.

Women:
Aww!

Older woman:
So many secrets, Margaret.

Margaret Scully:
What do you expect? My daughter works for the FBI.

Doggett:
What is this place?

Skinner:
An illegal medical facility for the purpose of human cloning. It goes on from here. In fact, it occupies the entire warehouse.

Doggett:
You read about these things but you don't imagine they exist.

Skinner:
Yeah, just like aliens.

Skinner:
Talk to you a minute?

Mulder:
(follows him outside) You said there'd been a murder?

Skinner:
Yeah, we'll get there. Some business we need to clear up. Personal business. About Scully's baby, about who the father is.

Mulder:
(smiles) Ahh... Yeah, I hear there's a pool running down at the FBI, placing bets.

Skinner:
I've had my suspicions. That is, until I found out that you had questions. Questions about Scully's pregnancy itself.

Mulder:
You want to know who the father is, that's Scully's business. But if you're asking me how a woman who was diagnosed as barren and unable to conceive is about to give birth in a couple days, that's an answer I can't honestly give.

Skinner:
Well, I need answers. In light of what we found in there and in light of Scully's due date I need good, hard answers. Fast.

Mulder:
Whatever you can't get elsewhere, just throw it together.

Scully:
(stops him) Mulder, to go where? No, just stop! Can you tell me what's wrong? Is it something to do with my baby?

Mulder:
No, your, your baby is fine. It's you who's in danger now, Scully.

Scully:
From who? Mulder, from what?

Mulder:
I don't know, I'm not sure. I'm not sure about anything. I just know I got to get you out of here.

Scully:
Look, Mulder, look, I can't take this! I can't live like this-as, as the object of some unending X-File.

Mulder:
This isn't about the X-Files, Scully. It is only about you. Now, you are going to have this baby and I'm going to do everything I can to protect it. I just can't do that here.

Krycek:
If I'm so full of crap, why all the precautions?

Skinner:
Precisely because you are so full of crap, Krycek.

[He taps Krycek on the chest, then gets on the elevator with Mulder, Scully, and Doggett.]

Skinner:
Your ass stays here.

[Krycek smirks at him as the door close.]

Reyes:
I'm guessing I don't have time to go to the little girls' room?

Mulder:
You told me that he told you he knew how to stop Billy Miles. Are you telling me now that you think he's a liar?

Doggett:
He is or he isn't. What the hell difference does it really make?

Mulder:
It doesn't make any difference at all. Unless you want to protect Scully and that baby.

Doggett:
And then what? How long can you keep this up? How long until the next Billy Miles rears his head? The next threat? The next phantom? You ever stop to ask yourself? (Mulder looks a little uncomfortable) All the sacrifice, the blood spilled - you've given nearly a decade of your life. Where the hell is it all going to end?

Mulder:
(thinks for a moment; softly) I don't know. Maybe it doesn't.

Krycek:
I could've killed you so many times, Mulder. You've got to know that. I'm the one that kept you alive. Praying you'd win somehow.

Mulder:
Then there really is no God.

Krycek:
You think I'm bad. That I'm a killer. We wanted the same thing, brother. That's what you don't understand.

Mulder:
I wanted to stop them. All you wanted was to save your own ass.

Krycek:
No. I tried to stop them. Tried to kill Scully's baby to stop them. It's too late. The tragedy's that you - you wouldn't let it go. That's why I have to do this. 'Cause you know how deep it goes. Right into the FBI.

Mulder:
You want to kill me, Alex, kill me. Like you killed my father. Just don't insult me trying to make me understand.

Mulder:
What are you going to call him?

Scully:
William. (he looks at her) After your father.

[They look into each other's eyes for a moment, then Scully smiles.]

Mulder:
Well, I don't know. He's... he's got your coloring and your eyes. But he looks suspiciously like Assistant Director Skinner.

Mulder:
I don't quite understand that either. Except that maybe he isn't what they thought he was. That doesn't make him any less of a miracle though, does it?

Scully:
From the moment I became pregnant, I feared the truth... about how... and why. And I know that you feared it, too.

Mulder:
I think what we feared were the possibilities. The truth we both know.

Scully:
Which is what?

[With William held between them, he leans down and they kiss.]

[ending dialog]

Doggett:
(speaking about Mulder) Whatever you and I may differ on.. I'll find him, Agent Scully.

Doggett:
(over the phone) What’re you saying? Ray Pearce has become some kind of metal man? 'Cause that only happens in the movies, Agent Scully.

Scully:
Does it, Agent Doggett? [Sly reference to Patrick's prior role in T2.]

Doggett:
In my experience, dead men don't tip, Agent Scully.

Doggett:
Then why did you shoot him?

Scully:
Because it's what the boy saw. And in an instant, I realized that it's what Mulder would have seen.. or understood. Because that's just how he came at things - without judgement and without prejudice.. (starting to sob) ..and with an open mind that I am just not capable of.

Doggett:
(to Scully) Ok.. I'll be your eyes and ears.

Scully:
(angrily) Look, there is something down there and I am not going to risk bringing it up here 'till I figure out what it is!

Doggett:
Hey, good morning, Agent Scully. How ya feelin' today?

Scully:
..I'm fine. How are you feeling?

Doggett:
Me? Good. But then, I don't have a little J. Edgar to lug around.

Scully:
A.D. Skinner just called. He told me about your meeting with Kersh.

Doggett:
Well, whatever he told you, I'm still going to be here to drive you crazy with questions and nagging doubt.

Scully:
..You'd be crazy to stay, Agent Doggett. This is a huge career opportunity for you.

Doggett:
It's not my career he's got in mind.

Scully:
What do you mean?

Doggett:
In six weeks, you go on maternity leave. Kersh transfers me out, guess what? He gets to lock that door over there for good. (motioning to the door to the X-Fills office)

Scully:
You don't owe me anything, Agent Doggett.

Doggett:
They put me down here to find Mulder - I found him. So what? We still got an open file on this case, and I got big questions.

[Scully considers him a moment and chuckles and smiles very slightly.]

Doggett:
What?

Scully:
I heard the same speech come out of my mouth seven years ago.. (goes and sits down at Mulder's desk) Get out while you can, Agent Doggett.. Or you may never get out at all.

[Doggett is called to look at a body at a crime scene to see if he was a 'vision' of it appearing burned/ashen.]

Doggett:
Sorry, Agent Reyes - I don't see it. (turns and begins walking away)

Reyes:
I think you do.. You're just afraid to go there.

Mulder:
Whew.. Man, you just keep shooting 'til you hit something, don't you?

Reyes:
You'd rather blind yourself to the connections, but I can't.

Doggett:
You keep talking about these connections - Connections to what? To who?

Reyes:
What if this is a thread of evil, connecting through time.. though men, through opportunity - Connecting back to you? ..In India, in Africa, in Iran, in the Mid-East, in the Far East, most of the world - they take it as a given. They see evil in death the way other people see God in a rose.

Mulder:
I saw Elvis in a potato chip once.

Reyes:
(To Mulder) You know what I'm talking about.

Mulder:
Yes, I do. I do. But if this man doesn't see it, he doesn't see it, right?

Scully:
(Talking about Doggett) Can you help him?

Mulder:
You can't help a man who can't help himself.

Scully:
He's worth the effort, Mulder.

Reyes:
What are you scared of? ..Why does it scare you?

Doggett:
..I gotta believe I did everything I could to find.. my son.

Reyes:
You did do everything to find your son.

Doggett:
I gotta believe I did everything I could to save him. To get him back safe. To not let him down. I gotta believe I did everything humanly possible.. 'Cause if I can't believe that.. then these-these 'other possibilities' that you talk about, that Mulder talks about, that Agent Scully talks about - If they're real.. If they're real, then.. that's something else I could have done to save my son.

Doggett:
We, uh, we caught this killer, Jeb Dukes. He's in the ICU - He may not make it.

Mulder:
And now you're wondering if there really was a connection? (Doggett gives him a slight look) ..You know, when I uh, I first came to work at the FBI, I worked at Violent Crimes. And I saw.. I saw the worst of humanity - I saw monsters. And I wondered how they became that way, how these men became so evil. I knew there were psychological explanations - victims of their environment, victims of their parents - but.. the scientific explanations were never truly satisfying, and I began to think about evil like a disease. You know it goes from man to man or age to age. Most of us walk around thinking we're incapable of any acts of evil, and we are - You know we can stifle that momentary urge to kill, or to hurt. We have some kind of immunity to it. But I think it's possible that there's.. an occurrence in somebody's life; a tragedy or a loss that.. leaves them vulnerable - hurts their immunity to evil. And all of a sudden, at that point in their lives, when they're weakened - they're open to evil, and they can become evil.

Doggett:
If that were true, then what you're saying is.. this man when wheeled in here tonight is infected with evil - The same evil that killed my son.. You really believe that, Agent Mulder?

Mulder:
Uh, I'm not really a good test for questions like that - I'll believe almost anything, you know? But the uh.. the pisser is that you may never know. It may be like Agent Reyes says, it could be random and meaningless - who it affects, who it goes to.

Doggett:
What if it isn't?

Mulder:
Well then you'd be seeing something I don't, Agent Doggett.

Doggett:
I never would've believed it - These stories about you.

Mulder:
Really? What stories are those?

Doggett:
That you could find a conspiracy at a church picnic.

Mulder:
..What church?

Mulder:
..I'm out. I'm eighty-sixed, Agent Doggett.

Doggett:
What do you mean - You're out of the FBI?

Mulder:
Kersh could barely contain himself when he - (slaps his hands) stuck it to me.

Doggett:
..So you're taking the fall? Not for me?

Mulder:
For you, for the X-Files - You're all the credibility this office has left. You have Kersh's ear and you've seen it now. Out on that platform, you saw it for yourself.

[phone on Mulder's desk rings]

Mulder:
..Answer the phone, Agent Doggett. You're in charge now.

Mulder:
(Knocks on Scully's door) Hey. Ready to roll?

Scully:
Yeah. I'll just get my keys.

Mulder:
Hey, don't forget this - (grabs a pillow from the couch) - Relax the back. Breathe in, breathe out. (makes panting breaths)

Scully:
How do you know all these things, Mulder?

Mulder:
I'm unemployed - I got a lot of time on my hands... Oprah. I watch a lot of Oprah.

Scully:
Thank you for doing this with me. (looks anxious)

Mulder:
What's the matter?

Scully:
..I don't know. I, uh... Maybe it's hormones or... This is just - I'm just feeling so strange about all this.

Mulder:
This - having a baby, this?

Scully:
No. No.. Leaving work, I guess. I mean, I.. walked out of that office today feeling like a deserter.

Mulder:
You've paid your dues there, Scully. More than paid them. (Scully still looks anxious) You're concerned about Agent Doggett.

Scully:
You know, the entire time I was down there, I had someone to watch my back.

Mulder:
I'm betting that Agent Doggett can take of himself. He's a big boy. You got to worry about the little boy.. or little girl. Boy? Or girl? (Scully manages a brief smile)