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I hate my job on days like this, Jeb.
If it were my choice... I'd be giving you a promotion.
But with the economy the way it is...
- Are you firing me? - You can hold your head up, Jeb.
- You've done a good job here. - I... don't believe this.
I thought this was just an evaluation.
I'm sorry.
I really am.
Be calm. Stay back.
Everybody, stay back. Just get back.
Oh, my God, there's someone in there!
Stay back!
Keep your distance!
Jeb. Can I help you?
Jeb!
Hey. Jeb.
What's up?
- Agent Reyes? - Hi.
- Monica Reyes. - Frank Potter, New Orleans PD.
Trying to quit the habit.
Yeah, I tried to quit smoking myself once. I hated that damn gum.
Anyway, you wanna see the victims?
You said you believed the killings might be satanic ritual murders.
Right. Let me show you.
This is Jeb Dukes' work area.
I found this among his personal effects.
What can you tell me about the killer, Detective?
31 years old, college grad, lived alone.
There's some who felt he had a dark side, which could explain that there.
Can I look in there?
Sure. You're the expert.
Does it tell you anything about why he killed them?
A killer like this is usually pushed over the edge by a "stressor":
a catalysing event, an emotional breakdown,
the break-up of a relationship, or sometimes when someone's been fired.
This guy was fired - by the two victims.
Well, that's most likely what drove him to murder.
Yeah, but what about all these images, these devil pictures?
It's Marilyn Manson.
- Marilyn Manson? - Your kids listen to him.
They probably buy his CDs at Kmart.
I don't think there's anything satanic going on here, Detective.
Agent Reyes.
OK. OK, it's some rock group.
You don't think this has anything to do with Satan?
Personally? I'd look into his gum.
Agent Reyes?
Did you find something?
- Mulder! - What?
I was about to jump in the shower, but I was waiting for the pizza man.
You got something going on with the pizza man?
The pizza man?
You said you were waiting for the pizza man to jump in the shower.
No, what I mean was, the pizza man's usually late, and so...
- You wanna come in? - Thank you.
I feel like I'm in an episode of Mad About You.
Well, yeah, but small technicality:
Mad About You was about a married couple, and we just work together.
You know what I'm talking about.
I do, I do. What I'm trying to say is that...
we have no reliable information on this man.
I am saying the pizza man... is not above suspicion.
Ah, I see.
- Is that for me? - Yeah.
Nice package. What's the occasion?
Oh, I was going through some stuff after my mother died.
It's just an old family keepsake, and I wanted you to have it.
- Well, I'm touched. - (knock at door)
Little Caesars, I presume?
Hi.
Just give it to the man with the funny look on his face.
- Yeah, it's $29.08. - $29.08?
What'd she get on it, a tank of gas?
Scully?
Scully!
Call 911.
That Scully? Dana?
- She's got abdominal pains? - Her doctor is Dr Speake.
- He's been called. - She.
- Who are you? The husband? - No.
Then you wait outside.
- Agent Mulder, what happened? - How'd you find out?
I was dropping something off. Her landlord told me.
- Are you the husband? - Me? No.
- (phone rings) - Excuse me.
- Mulder. - Special Agent Fox Mulder?
Speaking.
My name is Monica Reyes. We've never met.
Not since you've been alive, I should say.
- Who? - Special Agent Reyes.
I know this is out of the blue, but I have a case I need your help on.
It involves a certain phenomenon.
I can't help you for so many reasons.
You should contact Agent Doggett at the X-Files.
I can't call Agent Doggett because it involves him.
I'm in New Orleans, but I can be in DC in a few hours.
It's important, Agent Mulder. Very.
Call me when you get here.
They're telling us not to worry. They're running some tests.
- Agent Mulder. - Agent Reyes?
You're taller than I thought.
You keep alluding to a time that we've met. I don't remember.
I was there when they found you in the woods. You were...
Yeah, I'm not surprised you don't remember.
I have somewhere I have to be, if we could cut to the chase.
As I said before, it involves Agent Doggett.
The death of his son. I don't know if you're familiar with that case.
No, I'm not at all familiar with Agent Doggett.
I wasn't aware of this. You were the lead investigator?
Once it fell to the FBI. Agent Doggett was with the NYPD at the time.
We worked it together. We never caught the killer.
It was the hardest case I've ever had.
As in stealing-into-the-bathroom- to-cry-my-eyes-out kind of hard.
I can't begin to imagine what it was like for John.
I couldn't bear to put him through this again.
But if it means we can catch his son's killer...
I just can't go to him until I know if what I saw means anything.
You said this case involves some kind of phenomenon?
I don't know if it was a psychic experience or what,
but when we found his son... I had a vision.
It was as if,
for just a moment,
the body was... changed.
Changed? Into what?
Ashes. It looked like ashes.
The thing of it is, Agent Doggett told me he saw it too.
He's spent the last few years convincing himself he didn't.
That even if he did, it didn't mean anything.
- What do you think it means? - I can't shake the feeling that it's a clue.
That it could somehow point to who's responsible, if only I let it.
And now I've seen it again.
A thousand miles from here, a seemingly unrelated case,
and I've had the same vision.
There has to be a reason for it, a reason it's happening now.
Sir, immediate family only. You fellas just don't listen.
You have to go now.
- Hey! Hey! - You stay out of my life!
- Stay out of my business! - Take it easy!
You want something on me, ask! I don't want to get calls about you! You got that?
I don't want anything. I was asked to look into this file.
- Who asked you? - (Reyes) Agent Doggett.
- What are you doing? - Is this you?
Is this you looking into this?
Yes. I asked Agent Mulder.
You asked him what? It's nothing for him to bother with.
Why don't you calm down and let her explain the connection to you?
- The connection? To what? - (Reyes) I was gonna tell you, John.
I was in New Orleans on a case - a shooting.
Something that I saw connected back to Luke.
A vision.
Not this again! You're not gonna make something out of nothing.
Bob Harvey. Does that name mean something or nothing to you?
Bob Harvey was a suspect in the death of my son.
We questioned him, but then we realised he wasn't our man.
Agent Mulder pointed it out. Bob Harvey was killed last night in a car crash,
fleeing the police near a shooting in New Orleans.
He died in front of the building where the shooting occurred.
- What's the connection? - That's it.
- That's it? - And then there was the vision.
No, I don't care what you saw - leave it alone.
And you leave it the hell alone.
I know there is something here.
Good.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Is your mommy home? - Mom!
Mia?
- Katha Dukes? - Yeah.
Sorry about the late hour. My name is Monica Reyes. I'm with the FBI.
I believe that we're all born good, uncorrupted,
and life itself does the corrupting.
But, you know, someone like Jeb, he just isn't capable of this.
- Are you close to your brother? - Very.
Jeb lived here in the house with us till he went down south.
He loves his niece.
Does the name Bob Harvey mean anything to you? Did Jeb ever deal with him?
No. I think I'd know. Why?
No reason. It's the answer I was kind of expecting, actually.
Hello?
_ (man) Katha') " Yes? '
Katha, it's Jeb.
I can't talk now. It's been a very bad day here.
It wasn't me that killed those people. It was somebody else, I'm telling you.
You're gonna have to call back later.
Hi. I'm sorry to bother you.
I got a flat tyre back a ways.
What are you doing here, Doggett?
I was, um...
I just came by to see how you're doing.
I'm, uh... I feel all druggy.
Do you mind?
Thank you.
They say you're stabilised, but we've been worried.
Who's "we"?
You know...
Me and Agent Mulder and...
What's wrong, Agent Doggett? You don't seem too good yourself.
You worked with Agent Mulder for... How long? A long time.
You never believed in any of this stuff, this... paranormal, or whatever you call it.
So, what changed your mind?
I realised it was me.
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