The X-Files

- Last season on "The X-files": - We have the complete corpus

of an extraterrestrial biological entity. The ice-core samples I took can't be faked.

I refuse to believe it's not true.

- So you're saying it's all been a hoax. - Which you've been used to perpetuate.

He said that the men behind this hoax

gave me this disease to make you believe.

Early this morning,

I got a call from the police asking me to come to Agent Mulder’s apartment.

The detective asked me...

He needed me to identify a body.

Agent Scully...

Agent Mulder died late last night

from an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head.

When we speak of life beyond Earth,

what we generally mean is intelligent life, something resembling our noble selves.

It is highly probable

that there are such intelligent forms of life in other galaxies in the universe.

And it is even more probable that many of these forms

are vastly more intelligent than we.

I have held a torch in the darkness to glance upon a truth unknown.

An act of faith begun with an ineloquent certainty

that my journey promised the chance not just of understanding but of recovery,

that the disappearance of my sister 23 years ago would come to be explained,

and that the pursuit of these greater truths about extraterrestrial life

might even reunite us.

A belief which I now know to be false, and uninformed in the extreme.

My folly revealed by facts which illuminate both my arrogance and self-deception.

If only the tragedy had been mine alone,

it might have been more easy tonight to bring this journey to its end.

Agent Mulder?

Agent Mulder?

Yeah.

There's a matter of security I hadn’t anticipated. Just after I left your...

- Who are you? - Just after our last conversation I was...

- Who are you? - Are you listening? Are you hearing me?

We can’t speak right now I believe...

Did they give Agent Scully this disease? Did they do this to her because of me?

They may be listening, Agent Mulder.

They may be watching everything you do and say.

Are you listening, Agent Mulder?

Agent Mulder?

Agent Mulder?

Put that out! Back away!

Get away.

You have no new messages.

Keep going, FBI woman.

Mulder? What are you doing? Why are you sitting in my bedroom in the dark?

It was too crowded in my apartment. I couldn't sleep.

- I'm not kidding, Mulder. - Good, cos neither am I.

There's a dead man in my apartment.

It's only a matter of time before he stinks the place up.

What are you talking about, Mulder? What's going on?

Somebody thinks my life is interesting enough to video.

My apartment's been under surveillance for at least two months. Look at this.

Courtesy of the US government.

- That's the dead man in your apartment? - Yeah. He works...

He worked for the Department of Defense.

How did he die. Mulder?

Gunshot wound to the face.

Have you contacted anybody at the Bureau?

I can't do that. I can't go to the authorities.

- What are you talking about? - This man Ostelhoff worked for the military.

Are you getting the picture? Do you see what's happening here?

That the hoax is connected to the military.

This hoax, your cancer, everything.

It just doesn't lead back to the military, it leads right back to the FBI.

What?

This man Ostelhoff was set up in the apartment directly above mine.

I caught him destroying phone records

on which the same number was called 17 times.

This is a PBX operator at the Bureau.

Yeah.

- Who would he be calling at the FBI? - I don't know.

- Mulder, how long has this been going on? - Maybe since you joined me on the X-files.

That would mean that for four years we've been pawns in a game.

that it was a lie from the beginning.

Mulder, these men... You give them your faith,

and you're supposed to trust them with your life.

There are those who can be trusted. What I need to know is who among them is not.

I will not allow this treason to prosper, not if they've done this to you.

We can't go to the Bureau making these accusations.

No. But as they lie to us, we can lie to them.

A lie to find the truth.

Let the truth be known though the heavens fall.

The web of lies entangling us can now be connected back

to the very institution which brought us together.

The facts supported by a Byzantine plot, executed by someone inside the FBI,

who, if named, could be tied to the hoax meant to destroy me...

and to the terminal disease inflicted on Scully.

In four years I have shared my partner's passionate search for the truth,

and if my part has been a deception,

I have never seen her integrity waver or her honour compromised.

But now, I ask her to lie...

to the people lying to us.

A dangerous lie to find the truth,

to find the man who would be revealed as its enemy, as our enemy...

as the enemy within.

Agent Scully,

is it true?

Yes, sir.

- Are you all right? - I'm, uh...

I don't know what to say. They asked me to come down and identify the body.

Well, how'd you make the ID?

The word from Alexandria PD is it was self-inflicted. A shotgun blast to the face.

I saw Mulder earlier this morning. He was wearing the same clothes.

Well, I'm very sorry.

Agent Scully.

Section Chief Blevins wants you in for questioning.

He believes you have information that you haven't come forward with.

The military connection to the conspiracy we had pierced was undeniable.

The man in my apartment worked for the Department of Defense,

at its Advanced Research Facility.

What I might find here I was uncertain of,

but my crime had provided me access.

As long as they believed Scully's lie that it was me lying on that floor,

I might learn truths here.

But if our lies were discovered, both Scully and I would be discovered with them.

Agent Scully. Please have a seat.

Some time has passed since you were first here.

Four years.

From our reports, your work on the X-files brought you very close to Agent Mulder.

- Yes, Sir. - We're all sorry about what's happened.

- But that's not why I'm here. - We've been informed by the DOD

that prior to Agent Mulder's accident

you may have been contacted by a DOD employee.

Yes. That's right.

And that he gave you classified information.

He had information about the discovery of what Mulder believed to be an alien corpse.

He, uh... he said the body was part of a hoax.

He provided evidence of this?

No hard evidence, no.

Agent Scully, I suggest you tell us everything you know.

If you have any knowledge of this man, you should speak up now.

- What knowledge? - His name.

Whatever you're withholding,

you'll be asked to explain yourself tonight

at a joint FBI panel I've asked assembled on this matter.

Is this the man? Michael Kritschgau?

Yes.

Hey.

- How'd you get in here? - Through the front door.

- You can't bypass security. - You can when you have the card.

Put that away. Put it away.

You knew my apartment was being surveilled. How?

Come with me.

I was followed from your apartment the night we spoke.

Someone at the FBI is involved. This man Ostelhoft was the contact...

How did you get his card?

I found it on a dead man.

You know what that is?

What you have in your hand? It gives you level-four clearance.

Level-four clearance? I get to dine at the Officers' Club?

You have access to everything. Things that I can only tell you about.

- I need to know who did this to Scully. - Which you can have.

- What you may find is much more than that. - What?

What you want most desperately of all.

The cure for Scully's cancer?

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

- Communication Center, please. - One moment.

- Communications. Holly. - It's Dana Scully.

Dana, I'm so sorry about what's happened. I just heard.

I need your help on something. I was hoping that you could help with some information.

- Sure. What do you need? - I have some calls placed to the Bureau,

on the sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth and tenth.

They came in to the PBX operator.

The first was at 11:21.

The next at 11:14, 3:07,

2:02 and 5:12.

They would have all gone to the same extension.

- And you're looking for that extension? - Yes.

I got five calls matching the times and dates transferred to an executive-level extension.

- Whose? - It could be anyone at that level.

Would Assistant Director Skinner be at that extension?

Yes.

- Thank you. - OK. You take care now, Dana.

Yes?

- Special Agent Scully? - Yes.

This is Dr Vitagliano at the Paleoclimatology Department at American University.

You'd asked me to look into these ice-core samples for you.

Right. I'm sorry that I haven't gotten back to you.

You might wanna come down to the lab.

There's something I know you're gonna want to see for yourself

- What am I looking for? - Level four is a biological quarantine wing.

It houses a series of labs and medical facilities

in an elaborate system for the storage of vast quantities of DNA.

- DNA from whom? - Virtually every American born since 1945.

Every immigrant, every indigenous person who's given blood to a government doctor.

This is what I told you. This is the hoax into which you've been drawn.

The roots go back 50 years to the end of World War II.

Playing on a national appetite for bogus revelation

and a public newly fearful of the atom bomb,

the US military command fanned the flames of what were called "flying saucer' stories.

There are truths which can kill a nation.

The military needed something to deflect attention away from its arms strategy:

global domination through the capability of total enemy annihilation.

The nuclear card was fine if we alone could play it,

but the generals knew they could not win a public-relations war.

Those photos from Hiroshima were not faces Americans wanted to see in a mirror.

Oppenheimer knew it, but we silenced him.

When the Russians developed the bomb, the fear in the military was for armistice.