The X-Files

God's love will set us free.

And I believe...

if I pray for that love...

if I get down on my knees...

and allow God to enter my hardened, lonely, miserable heart

and change me through and through...

that miracle... will come.

Now, who here believes that with me?

Do you?

- Do you? - Yes, sir, I believe it.

Do you?

Well, believe... because God's love is not just some slogan.

It's a promise... straight to you from the Lord Almighty himself.

A promise paid for with the blood of his only begotten son,

Jesus Christ of Nazareth.

All you have to do... is believe.

Amen!

God's love will set you free.

Now, doesn't that just lift up your heart and make you want to say "Glory! Amen!"?

Glory! Amen!

Join with me. Allow the spirit of Jesus Christ

to show you the way up to our heavenly Father.

Glory! Amen!

Glory! Amen!

Let God's love free you from your prison and deliver you to his side in Heaven.

Glory! Amen!

Glory! Amen!

Praise his name. Praise his holy love. Glory! Amen!

Glory! Amen!

- Glory! Amen! - Glory! Amen!

- Glory! Amen! - Glory! Amen!

Glory. Amen. Glory. Amen.

Glory. Amen. Glory. Amen.

Glory. Amen. Glory. Amen...

Do you believe that, Donnie? God loves a sack of crap like you?

The Bible says.

The Bible says you kill women, cut their pinkies, you get to burn in hell.

- (guard) You listening to me? - Glory. Amen.

God's got a place for you, all right, you sick puke.

Then where's that leave you?

Sorry. It's not good enough for the Illinois penal system.

My hands! My hands!

Life without chance of parole for the premeditated and sadistic sexual murders

of five Twin Cities women in 1994.

Donald Addie Pf aster.

You two put this man away.

Yeah. Someone forgot to throw away the key.

That's another story. We have to apprehend this man.

We'd use your help in understanding who it is we're after.

Donnie Pf aster is a death fetishist.

A collector of bone and flesh, toenails and hair.

- It's what floats his boat, gets him off. - He's a sick man.

We found women's fingers in his freezer. He liked to eat them with peas and carrots.

- So it's just women he's after? - Just women.

Five years in here thinking about that. He's worked up quite an appetite.

I happen to know you two agents have a thing for the supernatural.

The circumstances of the escape...

There is nothing supernatural about this man.

Donnie Pf aster is just plain evil.

"Don't Look Any Further" by John Hiatt)

Case closed.

You didn't look at the file, did you?

- A man escaped from prison. - Not a man. Donnie Pf aster.

He didn't just escape. He walked out of a maximum-security facility

and no one seems to know how.

- Isn't that why we're here? - That's why I'm here.

I don't know about you.

Why are you here?

- Go home, Scully. - Mulder, this case doesn't bother me.

The man abducted you.

Donnie Pf aster did a number on your head like I've never seen. It's OK to... walk away.

Mulder, that man does things to people that no one should ever have to think about.

It's not a question of if I should stay. I don't have a choice.

So let's get to work.

Well, this isn't the first incident.

Two prisoners have escaped from facilities in neighbouring states over the past year.

At 6.06 this morning Donnie Pf aster made it three.

6.06?

What's so supernatural about that?

Dozens of witnesses, guards and staff, and no one seems to remember anything.

They didn't know they were missing.

- Were they apprehended? - They haven't been seen again.

I already told the warden everything I know... everything I saw that day.

Yes, but I'm still a little confused. Maybe you could go over it again.

- I'm a Christian man. - Then you'll tell me the truth.

Yeah. But I got no idea about Donnie Pf aster... or how he broke out.

You and Donnie were in the garment shop at the time he disappeared.

It wasn'tjust me. There was a lot of us.

Yeah, but you had something happen. You had an incident.

Yeah. Something like that.

You cried out to the guards that you'd cut your hands.

My fingers, man. I saw them all cut off.

- Others saw them, too. - I felt them cut off.

- How do you explain that? - God works in mysterious ways, brother.

Glory. Amen.

Glory. Amen.

Glory. Amen.

Posthypnotic suggestion. Did you see him?

Did I see him raise his foot? Yes, I saw that.

Programmed behaviour, prompted by suggestion -

a rhythmic motion of the hands, producing an unconscious act in a conscious state.

Doesn't work on you.

- I know what hypnosis is. - Group hypnosis.

If you're suggesting Donnie escaped from prison

using a technique from a Vegas lounge act, I'd think again.

Mesmer was able to hypnotise entire audiences.

So, how would Donnie have acquired this ability?

I'm not saying that it was Donnie.

- Then who? - Three inmates missing from three prisons.

One man has had possible contact with each of those cons. The prison chaplain.

- "Glory. Amen." - ("Don't Look Any Further")

Not God, the chaplain.

Scully, what?

That song, can you hear that?

Barely.

I haven't heard it since high school. That's the second time in the last hour.

I think if it was a make-out song, it'd be ruined for ever now, huh?

Looking for something to eat?

- Me? - How about today's special?

- You aren't a narc, are ya? - No.

- You're looking at my hands. - You need a buff and polish.

What are you? A freak?

I... I just got out of prison.

Hey, Missy. Leave the customers alone!

I'll do it for free.

You just got out of prison, and you want to give me a manicure?

I'll even do your cuticles.

You receive the Lord's grace and this is your thanks?

What?

Who do you think got you out of prison?

I don't care. I'm busy right now.

The grace of God got you out, and it's the only thing that will keep you out.

- I thought you were kidding. - He's chosen you, Donnie.

Later.

- You called them on me. - No.

- Then do something. - I have a car.

- We aren't going to make it to the car. - It's within his power.

Glory. Amen.

Glory. Amen.

- Was he here? - Well, um... we're trying to determine that.

- Did you see him? - Well, that's a good question.

We thought we saw something, but apparently we didn't.

We got a call about a possible sighting of the suspect.

- Well, something happened here, huh? - A guy got hit by a car.

Prison chaplain, it turns out. A Reverend Orison.

Paramedics took him to the hospital. He's in bad shape.

("Don't Look Any Further" by John Hiatt over stereo)

Excuse me, uh, could you turn that up, please?

Yeah.

You're lucky to be alive, Reverend Orison.

- Who are you? - Special Agent Dana Scully.

Believe in the Lord, Agent Scully. He believes in you.

That's nice. My partner and I are more concerned with several disappearances

from maximum-security facilities that involve you.

Don't be concerned. God has them.

What do you mean?

Reverend?

- You're a believer, aren't you? - This has nothing to do with me.

It has everything to do with you. You have faith... have had faith.

You hear him calling you, but you're unsure what to do.

It's not exactly a long shot, sir.

You stand as you do now, neither here nor there.

Longing, but afraid. Waiting for a sign.

When the signs are everywhere.

What happened to the inmates, sir?

Everything has a reason, Scout.

Everything on God's earth.

Every moment of every day, the Devil waits for but an instant.

As it is, it has always been.

The Devil's instant is our eternity.

The good reverend. How do you do? Or maybe I should say "How do you do it?"

His is the word. I am but the messenger who delivers it.

Well, this delivery arrived a little late.

A little late and a little cold, as a matter of fact.

I thought you'd want to see it.

- What is this? - Blood of the Lamb, Reverend.

The handiwork of Mr Donnie Pf aster - a young girl he picked up at the bus stop.

- Oh, Lord. - Where is he, Reverend?

He took my car.

- She wasn't supposed to die. - No, Donnie was supposed to die.

You were supposed to kill him. That's why you freed him.

God knows you're capable of it.

Reverend Orison is really Robert Gailen Orison,

convicted in of first-degree murder. Served 22 years in Soledad.

God spoke to me. He told me to look after Donnie.