The X-Files

Sector Station to Unit One.

Unit One, please report.

Unit One reporting. No traffic or unusual activity, Sector Station.

Tell her my ass is freezing off and I need somebody here to get the blood circulating.

Sector Station, Agent Daley here has a very special request.

The mic's off.

- Don't scare me like that, man. - C'mon. Keeps you awake, don't it?

- Something moving. - Where?

Heading right through the trees. Straight ahead.

You see it?

Got it.

Unit One to Sector Station. We are in pursuit of an illegal border crossing.

The rabbit's running for the hole.

End of the road, buddy.

Agent Scully. He's expecting me.

Go right in, Agent Scully. They're all waiting for you.

U-I-heyu?

- Sorry to keep you waiting. - Have a seat, please, Agent Scully.

- May I ask what this is about? - You can take a seat, please.

Deputy Director Kersh has called you here today to ask you a few questions.

All right? Just a few... routine questions.

Do you know what this is?

Should I?

It's a simple question, Agent Scully.

Do you know what this is?

- I'm not sure. - But you've seen it before?

Am I under suspicion here?

Assistant Director Skinner led us to believe that you'd be able to identify this evidence.

- And why is that? - You once worked on the X-Files.

Then why don't you ask somebody who's working on the X-Files?

Because we're asking you.

Where did you get these?

They were found during an illegal border crossing in North Dakota. Canada to the US.

- An illegal border crossing by whom? - We're asking the questions here today.

What AD Follmer is saying is,

your cooperation is important to this investigation, Agent Scully.

I'd like to cooperate. I'd be happy to cooperate.

I just wish that you would tell me who or what you are investigating.

Were you called about this?

- Has AD Follmer been down here? - Brad Follmer?

Yeah. Going through the X-Files.

I doubt Agent Follmer even knows who we are down here, Agent Scully.

Why? What are you looking for?

These.

- What are they? - Rubbings.

- Taken from the surface structure of a craft. - A craft?

A spacecraft, Agent Doggett, if you can wrap your brain around that.

They were found by fishermen off the western coast of Africa.

Two years ago, I travelled there to study it, and I took these.

What has this to do with Follmer?

I was called into the deputy director's office and shown an exact copy of that rubbing.

I was asked by senior staff to identify it for them.

- Where did they get them? - A guy running the border from Canada.

Or so they say.

What did you tell them about these?

Nothing.

And what aren't you telling us?

That they're powerful.

We're talking about pieces of paper with marks on.

They're not just marks, Agent Doggett.

It's writing.

Words.

Powerful words.

And if the FBI has them, and they're keeping their investigation of them a secret,

then they have a sense of their power as well.

Special Agent John Doggett, out of Washington.

Looking for the agent in charge out here.

Anybody point me to the ASAC?

Agent Doggett.

Assistant Director.

I don't recall asking for your help or assistance on this case.

The way it looks, I'm the only agent outside DC you didn't ask.

What's the big attraction?

Last night, a man made an illegal border crossing from Canada.

A chase ensued. Ended here.

Do you know anything about him? About what he was doing?

We're endeavouring to learn as much as we can, Agent Doggett.

- Was he carrying anything interesting? - Like what, for example?

I don't know. Like, uh... maybe something you'd find in an X-File.

If that's what you came looking for, then you came a long way for nothing.

- Then what's with the cavalry? - Excuse me?

A lot of good shoes out here looking for what's gotta be a dead man.

The guy was killed, right?

A man survives a fall like this, on fire?

It's not very likely.

You got a body?

We will, Agent Doggett.

Like you say, I got the cavalry out here.

You find that funny?

A dead man up and disappearing? Happens every day, right?

At least it does on the X-Files.

Trust me, Mr Doggett, this has nothing to do with you.

Nothing to do with you, or the X-Files.

Stick your nose in this case, and I promise you, you'll live to regret it.

Hi. Thanks for coming.

I needed to talk to you about this in person.

What is it?

What I'm reading in your field report on these rubbings, Dana.

There's something I didn't understand.

You say these were taken off a spacecraft.

You determined they were words, writings.

You didn't tell us you knew what they said.

What little I read was through the help of an interpreter.

But you interpreted them as text from the Bible, from the Koran...

Scripture from religions around the world.

And science, too.

The periodic table of elements.

Yes.

And you wrote in your report they were millions of years old.

Based on radiometric readings from fossils encrusted on the surface of the ship.

Agent Scully, I know you've become more open-minded about these things,

but do you know what it is you're saying here?

If it were true... these symbols wouldn't just be words.

They'd be the very word of God on the surface of an alien spacecraft.

It'd mean that everything mankind believes in... is in question.

And you believe this?

I didn't.

I mean, I refused to believe it.

But now I think...

I think there may be answers there.

Answers to what?

Answers about my son.

I know how that sounds.

I have no one else to say it to.

That I was meant to find these.

Somehow... these were meant for me.

Why would the FBI keep that from you? From us?

And what exactly do they want with them?

Those are questions I can't answer.

Forget our extension?

Or you just can't be bothered?

- Excuse me? - Returning calls.

Agent Reyes's, mine. What the hell's that about?

I've been tied up, Agent Doggett. I just haven't had a chance.

That's not what your phone log says. It says you've returned everyone's calls but ours.

Agent Doggett, let me remind you who answers to whom here.

I think you owe me an answer, sir.

And if you don't owe it to me, you owe it to Agent Scully,

on this X-File case the FBl's got.

The one they're keeping us from investigating.

Are you ready for my answer, Agent Doggett? It's not an X-File case.

That's why you have 40 agents combing the border for a dead man that ain't dead.

- You don't know what you're talking about. - I was there.

Without any authorisation!

I don't understand.

None of us do.

Why you're keeping their secrets. Why you're keeping quiet.

Because I know things you don't, John.

And it's for your own good.

- Yeah? Who's there? - (Doggett) It's me. Open up, Monica.

- Got it. - Got what?

What they've been keeping a secret. What they won't tell Scully.

What they wouldn't tell us.

What am I looking at?

A file on the guy crossing the Canadian border last night.

- Special Agent Robert Comer. - He's FBI.

I know this guy. I worked a case with him in New Orleans. Straight as a ruler.

Last six months he's been deep undercover.

Undercover doing what?

We got a pile of reading to do - what's not blacked out. Oh, and, uh...