The X-Files (1993–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Duane Barry - full transcript
Mulder is called in to act as a hostage negotiator when a mentally unbalanced convict, Duane Barry, takes four people prisoner. Dwayne believes he's a alien abductee and he believes aliens are coming back to get him. He's also a former FBI agent. Mulder contacts Scully and she does a bit of research for him. What she finds calls into question everything Duane has said. By this time however, Mulder has become a hostage in exchange for one who has been been seriously wounded. When it's all over and Duane is back in the hospital, they discover strange pieces of metal in his body.
- Find the prisoner!
- Find the prisoner!
There's
been a mistake! Get me a lawyer.
- Where is the king?
- In the great hall, sire.
- Enough! To thy post!
- Aye, sire!
To the great hall.
I can't breathe!
No. No. Not again!
Hello, Duane.
Nice to see you.
Nice to see
You too, Doc.
- How ya feelin' today?
- Pretty good.
Why don't we
sit down, Duane?
- I wanna go over a few things with ya.
- Okay.
Now, it says here...
that you've been
refusing to take your medicine.
- I don't like the way it makes me feel.
- Okay. All right.
Let's talk about that.
Because we give you that
medicine for a reason, Duane.
- Because of your behavior.
- I know. I know.
Because we don't want you
to hurt anybody again.
- You still hearing voices?
- I'm not crazy, Doc.
Duane Barry's not
like these other guys.
No, everybody here
is different.
They're comin' again.
They're comin' again. I can feel it.
- They're gonna take Duane Barry
to the place.
- Nobody's comin', Duane.
Nobody can stop 'em.
I'm gonna give you a shot.
I think you just
need some rest.
This'll make you sleep.
When you wake up, you'll see
we didn't let anybody hurt you.
- Okay, Duane?
Duane?
- Duane!
Get away.
Get away.
- Do it, man!
- Put down the gun, Duane.
- Gimme the keys.
- Duane.
Gimme the damn keys!
- Yeah, do it, man!
- No! Nooo!
Either way, Doc, we're gettin'
outta here together. You got it?
Let's go now!
Go! Go! Go!
Agent Mulder!
Krycek.
What's up?
There's a situation
going down.
- They want you out there right away.
- What kind of situation?
Hostage negotiation.
- And they want me?
- Yeah.
- What for?
- A guy escaped a mental institution.
He's got four people at gunpoint
in an office. Claims he's
being controlled by aliens.
Stay back behind the barrier!
Police! Stay back!
- Krycek, Mulder, F.B.I.
Where's the command post?
- Right that way, sir.
- Yes, sir!
- Okay, I got it right here
in front of me.
- Get him on the horn!
- Lucy.
Come down these A.C. vents.
You can put people
on the third and fourth floor.
- Agent Mulder?
- Yeah.
Lucy Kazdin, negotiation commander.
Thanks for coming.
- This is Agent Krycek.
- Let me show you what we've got.
His name's Duane Barry.
He's armed with a nine-millimeter...
Smith and Wesson handgun,
one nine-round magazine.
It is our belief that he's prepared
to use the gun and not afraid to die.
- What does he want?
- Safe passage for himself...
and his original hostage,
a shrink named Hakkie.
- Passage to where?
- He's bent on taking...
the doctor with him
to an alien abduction site.
Only he can't
quite remember where the site is,
so he stopped at a travel agency.
- Is he lucid?
- Yes. But he's off his medication,
so he's manic...
ranting about scoop marks,
scars on his body,
homing devices
and a lot of other nonsense.
- Like what?
- This alien abduction business,
which I guess you know about.
Yeah, yeah. But I've never been
in a hostage negotiation before.
Oh, we'll take you through it.
Agent Rich is our advisory commander.
He and I will
be coaching you.
What Mr. Barry needs
right now is a friend,
someone who appears to understand him
and can appeal to his sense of reason.
Do we know anything about
his abduction experiences?
You really believe in this stuff,
Agent Mulder?
Is that a problem?
We're here to save lives.
You'll begin negotiations immediately.
Every three hours, we'll
reevaluate your progress...
and let our tactical commander
advise and update on the use of force.
If this man is an abductee,
I need to know more about him.
His personal history.
Each abduction case is different.
That material has not
been made available to us.
And nobody's thought
to call the hospital for records?
Look, Agent Mulder.
The guy is a psycho.
Your object is
to keep him on the phone.
The longer you do, the more chance
he's not gonna kill anybody.
We stop to do a Freudian analysis,
next thing we know
we've got four dead hostages.
So whatever crap you gotta make up
about spacemen or UFOs,
just keep him on the phone.
Are we gonna have to sit on the floor
like this all night?
I told you to shut up.
We all have families,
for God's sake.
Duane, don't hurt anyone.
- Please?
- I'm not gonna hurt you, Doc.
Because this time you're
going with Duane Barry...
so you can see
what it's like.
That's it's real!
- Duane?
Yeah?
This is
Special Agent Fox Mulder.
- Look, I wanna try to help you.
- Yeah? Well...
We're just sittin' here
waitin' for, uh, travel plans.
I think I know what
You're going through, Duane.
I just wanna make sure
You get what you want...
and that Bob, Kimberly,
Gwen and Dr. Hakkie don't get hurt.
You know what
I'm goin' through?
You think you know what
Duane Barry's goin' through?
You don't know jack!
I know
You're scared, Duane,
and that you'd like
to see this all come out right.
Yeah, right.
So they can put me back
in the nuthouse...
where I belong.
We're only concerned about your safety,
Duane. You and the others.
Hey, what's your name?
Mul-der?
I know the routine:
honesty, containment,
conciliation.
Am I missin' somethin'?
You need someone
to trust, Duane.
I know a lot of people
who've been through similar experiences.
You wanna do something
for me, Agent Mulder?
You keep your dogs on a leash. You try
to gas me out or do anything stupid,
these people die.
They're not takin' me again.
You gotit?
- They can take somebody else!
- Nobody's gonna try anything, Duane.
- Who is this guy?
- He's F.B.I., isn't he?
- Former F.B.I.
And you didn't
think to mention that.
He's been out of the Bureau
since 1982.
Institutionalized on and off for
over a decade. It's beside the point.
The point being that the Bureau
wants to minimize its embarrassment,
isn't that it?
- That we can police our own?
- They would like it done
as neatly as possible.
- You're off to a hell of a start.
- Negotiation is a process.
If you wanted somebody to read
the script, you didn't have to bring me.
This method has proven
extremely successful in winning
the hostage taker's trust.
N-No.
That man is afraid.
And the only way you're gonna
win his trust is by trying...
to understand
what he is afraid of.
Have you ever spoken
to an abductee, Agent Kazdin?
Heard them talk about having their brain
sucked out through their nostril...
while being wide awake
through the experience?
- Would you like to know what
they do to a woman's ovaries?
- Not particularly.
Well, understand that you might have to
alter your approach a little bit here.
- Is there anything I can do?
- Yeah.
- What's your name again?
- Krycek.
Krycek, have you
got your notepad?
Grande, two percent cappuccino
with vanilla. Agent Rich?
As you can see, Carl, the SWAT team...
- has taken positions on all
the surrounding buildings.
- Scully.
- It's me. I'm in Virginia.
Yeah, I know. I've
been watching it on TV.
- What's going on out there?
- What's the media saying?
That an escaped mental patient
is holding four people hostage
in a travel agency.
What they're not telling you
is that he's former F.B.I. who
also claims to be an alien abductee.
- Seriously?
- Yeah. His name is Duane Barry.
Look, Scully, I need your help.
I need you to find out
what happened to him.
Anything... transcripts from
therapy sessions, hypnotic progressions.
Anything about
his abduction experience...
- Mulder?
- The lights just went out here.
No, we're losing power.
- What the hell is going on?
- Tactical unit,
what are you guys up to?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing,
sir. What the...
Get down!
Everybody get down!
Tactical command, shots have
been fired. Locate and report.
- Repeat. Locate and report.
- We've lost our captured line.
- We have four or five shots fired!
- What's the number in there?
- 555-2804.
- I repeat. We have either
four or five shots fired!
- A substation blew. We've got
no power up and down the block.
Duane? Is everyone all right?
- I told ya.
- You didn't believe me, did you?
- No, I believe you.
I just need to know
if anybody's been shot.
- I need towels. Kimberly?
Kimberly? He's going
to bleed to death.
I guess we're
gonna need a doctor.
Now, you'll have almost
frull ambient hearing loss in this ear.
Your sense of balance
may be affected slightly,
particularly if you have to move quickly
or get into a physical situation.
If you get trapped or held
in the building for some reason,
we'll be able to warn you
if there's a tactical assault.
Now, remember, he's either
got four or five rounds left.
There's a wireless mike hidden
in the top of this flak jacket.
Speaking in
a normal tone of voice,
we should be able to hear anything
You say up to a hundred yards.
Make every attempt to keep
these devices concealed.
You put a normal telephone
handset to that ear,
it'll cause feedback and
reveal that you're wired.
- You really want to do this?
- Yeah.
Your job will be to deliver
medical help to the hostage.
Anything else is just a bonus.
You're to get in and get out.
You are not to risk your own life,
and whatever you believe...
Don't jump into his delusion.
I can't negotiate with him
if he thinks I believe him.
Right.
This is Agent Janus. He's a trained
medic. He'll work on the hostage.
You're to keep
Duane Barry talking.
Like I said, if he's talking, he's not
gonna shoot anybody, including you.
Now, I've got
three snipers out there.
Anything you can do
to get him to the front door...
All we need is one shot
to the medulla oblongata.
Tac Command, this is
roof top here. I have them in sight.
They're passing the fountain and
approaching the front entrance now.
-Just unlock the door.
Move back.
- Duane?
- Hands in the air.
- Put the kit on the floor slowly.
- We're unarmed.
- We just want to help the injured.
- Over here.
Face the door!
That's right.
Not armed, huh?
You're F.B.I., aren't ya?
- Got a gun in the kit?
- No.
- Are you wearin' a wire?
- No.
We're just here
to help.
- Okay.
- Nobody's
gonna try anything, Duane.
That's right. Good.
You want to work with him.
Just want to make sure
no one else gets hurt.
Just do your business and get out.
- How's he doin'?
- He's bad.
Hi, my name is Janus. I'm a paramedic.
Hold on. I'm gonna take care of you.
They want to work
with you, Duane.
But you gotta work with them.
Why not let the others go?
- Doc's goin' with me.
- Then let the women go.
Were they here, Duane?
The light?
Was that them?
- Don't try and B.S. Duane Barry.
- We lost time.
I checked my watch.
Isn't that what happens? Time stops?
Isn't it?
Duane?
- You're makin' it up.
- Isn't that what they've
been saying to you, Duane?
- That you're making it up?
- They say it's inside my head.
All they want to do
is just give me more drugs.
- I hear you, Duane.
- You hear me 'cause I got a gun.
No.
I believe your story.
- No, you're feeding into his psychosis.
- You're afraid.
I know the pain and
the fear you must feel.
Just listen to me.
Don't try to identify with him.
I've talked to people, Duane,
people just like you who
nobody wanted to believe.
This man's gonna die
unless we get him to a hospital.
Why don't you
let him go, Duane?
There's no reason
this man has to die.
Come on, Duane.
You've got the power. Let him go.
Okay.
Good. You
made the right choice.
Now, we're just gonna move him
carefully to the door.
No! Baldie cango.
But you stay.
I'm tradin' the bald man
for you.
Damn it!
- Coming out!
- Let's get him!
You're going to be all right, sir.
Keep moving.
Now let's see
how good a liar you are.
I'm tellin'
the truth, Duane.
How could you ever know what
Duane Barry's been through?
How could anyone know?
It happened
to my sister.
Don't you think you can
lie to save their lives.
I want
some honesty!
- I want some respect!
I'm tired
of all the B.S.!
How does it happen, Duane?
Driving in your car?
Alone in bed at night?
When do they come to you?
You're paralyzed, aren't you?
Unable to move.
Sometimes you can't even breathe.
You feel an electric shock go through
your body, and then they're there.
He's gonna push him
right over the edge.
- I need a clear picture
of what's going on in there.
- Right away.
You're choosing a dangerous course,
Agent Mulder.
There are beings,
aren't there, Duane?
-Are they tall? Or small? Diminutive?
-No! No!
- They take you, Duane.
- Against your will.
- He's gonna kill us.
You're powerless.
Sometimes you can't even speak.
It's always the same.
Nobody can help you.
- Where do they take you, Duane?
Is there a ship?
Do they take you to a ship, Duane?
How do you get there? Are you
conscious of being transported?
They're, uh...
They're talkin'
to Duane Barry.
But they don't speak.
He can hear
what they're sayin'.
They can...
read his mind.
That's right.
Abductees call it "Mindscan."
It's a kind of telepathy.
I'm tellin' 'em
I don't want to go.
But they never listen.
They know what I'm sayin'.
But they just...
go right on
about their business.
Tell him what
that business is.
Tell him.
They take you aboard the ship
to perform the tests.
They... drilled my teeth.
They drilled holes
in my damn teeth!
- Yeah.
- That's what I wanted
to show you in here.
Who here can talk
to an Agent Scully?
- Agent Scully, it's Alex Krycek.
- Where's Mulder?
- He traded himself
for one of the hostages.
- What?
He's in
with Duane Barry.
- You've got to get him out of there.
- They're working on it.
No, you've got to get him out of there
now, or he's going to be killed.
- How can you be sure?
- Because Duane Barry is not
what Mulder thinks he is.
How old was your sister
when they took her?
She was eight.
I seen kids sometimes.
Young girls.
- What are they doing to them?
- Doin' tests.
You know,
testin' 'em.
They tell 'em not to cry.
Are they hurting them?
Oh, yeah.
Sometimes...
Sometimes it hurts real bad.
And... you just want to die,
you know?
You know
what it's like, sir?
It's like livin'
with a gun to your head...
and never knowin'
when it's gonna go off.
You can
let the others go, Duane.
Let the others go,
and take me.
Oh, they heard you talkin' like that,
they gonna have your ass.
I don't care
about that, Duane.
No, I wouldn't
do that to you.
Besides, Doc and I
got an appointment.
Ain't that right, Doc?
We got a picture.
Mulder's here,
opposite the doctor.
The women are on the north wall.
We can't see the east wall.
- Duane Barry must be there.
- Hold on a second.
No. I don't think you understand
what I'm telling you.
- I just flew down here from Washington.
- We've got a situation in progress.
- All right. Well, then let me
talk to someone who's in charge.
- You are.
- Calm down, Scully.
- Don't tell me to calm down.
I'm not going to calm down...
until I can talk to someone
who will listen to what I'm saying.
- What's the problem here?
- I'm Special Agent Dana Scully,
and I have information that
is vital to your negotiations.
- What information?
- I think there has been
a critical misjudgment here.
This man who claims to be
under the control of aliens,
his mental health history
describes a rare state of psychosis.
As you can see
from his medical records,
in 1982 Duane Barry
was shot in the line of duty,
- the bullet piercing
his bilateral frontal lobes.
- Right.
The injury left him nearly incapable
of functioning in society.
It effectively destroyed
the moral center of his brain.
Now, almost a hundred years
ago, there was a framous case.
A man named Gage had a blasting rod
pierce the same region.
- And what effect did it have?
- He became a pathological liar...
suffering
from severe delusions.
His behavior was characterized
as bizarre and violent,
with a tendency
to act out his fantasies.
How did you get involved
in this case?
Agent Mulder called me.
We used to work together.
Well, if this is true, he's got
Your former partner completely fooled.
Is there a way I can reach him
with this information?
The government knows
about it, you know?
They're even in on it sometimes...
right there in your room when they come.
They work together...
with a, uh,
secret corporation.
Who in the government?
A man, military...
They're all in it together.
The government knows why they're here.
But they wouldn't dare
let the truth out, so they cooperate.
You're going to have to deal
with resolving this situation, Duane,
sooner or later.
I'm tired.
There's
no other way out.
You've got to tell them
what you want to do.
- I just want
to go back to the place.
- What place?
Where it first started.
Where they first came and got me.
Where is that?
A mountain.
We went, uh,
up and... up.
Ascending...
Ascending to the stars.
I'm not goin' again.
- Mulder, it's me.
- Mulder, it's me.
Listen to me.
You cannot trust Duane Barry.
He is a brain-damaged psychopath
who took a bullet in the head.
- He is not what you think he is.
- What?
- How do they find you each time?
- Implants...
my gums, sinus cavity,
here in my belly button.
- Trackin' devices.
- Mulder, he could snap at any time.
Now, you have to work
towards resolving this.
Now, you have his trust.
You have to try and negotiate with him.
Why not let
the women go, Duane?
- They'll deal with you
if you let the women go.
- That's good.
That's good, Mulder.
Now, keep him talking.
H.R.T. is moving into position,
and unless you can get him
to free the hostages,
they are going
to execute a tactical plan.
The women are of no consequence
to you. Let 'em go.
It's the right thing
to do, Duane.
Okay, but he stays.
Go on.
Get out of here.
Get up. Go on.
Get out of here. Go on.
I...
I just want to say that I believe you.
- We're safe now.
- Uh-huh.
- The women are clear.
- I got him. Standing, center room.
- Moving...
This is a countdown, Mulder.
They're coming at you.
- Position one, ready.
- Coming at you, number one.
- Gonna need transportation.
- What do you want, Duane? A car?
- I don't know.
- Do you know where you want to go?
They're gonna tell me.
Duane, you can't leave here if you
don't know where you want to go.
- Duane! Come here.
- What?
Hold your fire.
You lost your line.
Uh...
- There's something I want to ask you.
- What?
You didn't believe me.
I had to earn your trust.
Now, there's something
I gotta know.
Are you making
any of this up?
You, uh,
callin' Duane Barry
a liar now?
No.
You think
I made that all up?
No, I don't.
I'm sorry.
- You're sorry?
- Duane, will you listen to me
for a second?
- You're just like all the others.
You say you believe me.
- Duane...
- I do believe you. I believe you.
- But you don't.
- You lie,
just like everybody else!
- No, I believe you, Duane!
I trusted you! I trusted you!
I was a fool!
Can I say something?
Duane, can I say something?
I know you're tired. But there's
something you've forgotten to do.
When you let the women leave,
You left the door unlocked.
Go and lock
the door, Duane.
Go lock the door.
Go lock the door, Duane.
Go lock it.
They can get in here.
Go lock the door.
- Okay, let's move!
- Agent Mulder.
- He's down! He's down!
1400 block South Parker, code 3.
Repeat. Rolling code 3...
- Medical unit 2-0, we're rolling.
You okay, Mulder?
Yeah.
Whatever you're feeling,
You did the right thing.
Yeah,
it's just that, uh,
I believed him.
Sometimes when you want
to believe so badly,
You end up...
looking too hard.
Agent Mulder,
thanks for coming.
- No, I was surprised
to get your call.
- Yeah, well, as it turned out,
whatever your impression
of the way it was handled,
I didn't get to thank you for going
out there and putting it on the line.
What?
I don't know. I guess I thought
You called me down here to chew me out.
- Oh.
- How's he doing?
Duane? They almost lost him,
but he stabilized.
They've got him listed
on critical still.
I checked on his record
with the Bureau.
It was exemplary.
His accident
was something of a mystery.
Shot by his own weapon in a drug
stakeout, left for dead in the woods.
He was never the same.
Lost everything... wife, kids, house.
The fine thread
of sanity.
I actually called you down here
for another reason, Agent Mulder.
Uh...
In the X rays, the surgeon
found several pieces of metal...
in his gums, in his sinus cavity...
and one in the abdomen.
I had them checked.
I felt you'd want to know.
And there were
tiny drill holes...
in his left and
right rear molars.
A dentist who examined them said
they could not have been done...
with any of the current
equipment in use...
not without chipping
or damaging the tooth.
Anyway, I thought
you ought to know.
This could
just be a piece of shrapnel.
Duane Barry
did a tour of duty in Vietnam.
It was right where he said
it would be, Scully,
along with the ones
in his gums and his sinus.
And you think that
this was implanted?
Well, if it was, that would mean
Duane Barry was telling the truth.
Or some version
of the truth.
Look, I'll take this down
to ballistics.
We can have this
cleared up in a second.
Let me just make
as light adjustment.
What do you think?
Could be a shell casing or
a small artillery fragment.
The edges are dull, but it could've
been white-hot when it entered the body.
That would make sense.
- But look at this.
- What?
These small markings.
See them here?
Mm. Looks like
some kind of a stamp.
Like it's been tooled or etched.
Pretty fine work too.
This square we're looking at
is only ten microns across.
Strange.
- 11.14.
Thank you.
- Can I get some help here?
- I'll be right with you.
...cash out my drawer.
- What happened?
Did you touch something?
- Uh...
- I don't know what happened.
- All right.
Hello. This is Fox Mulder.
- Leave a message, please.
- Mulder, it's me.
I just had something
incredibly strange happen.
This piece of metal
that they took out of Duane Barry,
it has some kind of code on it.
I ran it through a scanner, and
some kind of a serial number came up.
What the hell is this thing,
Mulder? It's almost as if...
- It's almost as if somebody
was using it to catalog him.
- Come on!
Mulder! I need your help!
- Come on!
Mulder!
Mulder!
- Find the prisoner!
There's
been a mistake! Get me a lawyer.
- Where is the king?
- In the great hall, sire.
- Enough! To thy post!
- Aye, sire!
To the great hall.
I can't breathe!
No. No. Not again!
Hello, Duane.
Nice to see you.
Nice to see
You too, Doc.
- How ya feelin' today?
- Pretty good.
Why don't we
sit down, Duane?
- I wanna go over a few things with ya.
- Okay.
Now, it says here...
that you've been
refusing to take your medicine.
- I don't like the way it makes me feel.
- Okay. All right.
Let's talk about that.
Because we give you that
medicine for a reason, Duane.
- Because of your behavior.
- I know. I know.
Because we don't want you
to hurt anybody again.
- You still hearing voices?
- I'm not crazy, Doc.
Duane Barry's not
like these other guys.
No, everybody here
is different.
They're comin' again.
They're comin' again. I can feel it.
- They're gonna take Duane Barry
to the place.
- Nobody's comin', Duane.
Nobody can stop 'em.
I'm gonna give you a shot.
I think you just
need some rest.
This'll make you sleep.
When you wake up, you'll see
we didn't let anybody hurt you.
- Okay, Duane?
Duane?
- Duane!
Get away.
Get away.
- Do it, man!
- Put down the gun, Duane.
- Gimme the keys.
- Duane.
Gimme the damn keys!
- Yeah, do it, man!
- No! Nooo!
Either way, Doc, we're gettin'
outta here together. You got it?
Let's go now!
Go! Go! Go!
Agent Mulder!
Krycek.
What's up?
There's a situation
going down.
- They want you out there right away.
- What kind of situation?
Hostage negotiation.
- And they want me?
- Yeah.
- What for?
- A guy escaped a mental institution.
He's got four people at gunpoint
in an office. Claims he's
being controlled by aliens.
Stay back behind the barrier!
Police! Stay back!
- Krycek, Mulder, F.B.I.
Where's the command post?
- Right that way, sir.
- Yes, sir!
- Okay, I got it right here
in front of me.
- Get him on the horn!
- Lucy.
Come down these A.C. vents.
You can put people
on the third and fourth floor.
- Agent Mulder?
- Yeah.
Lucy Kazdin, negotiation commander.
Thanks for coming.
- This is Agent Krycek.
- Let me show you what we've got.
His name's Duane Barry.
He's armed with a nine-millimeter...
Smith and Wesson handgun,
one nine-round magazine.
It is our belief that he's prepared
to use the gun and not afraid to die.
- What does he want?
- Safe passage for himself...
and his original hostage,
a shrink named Hakkie.
- Passage to where?
- He's bent on taking...
the doctor with him
to an alien abduction site.
Only he can't
quite remember where the site is,
so he stopped at a travel agency.
- Is he lucid?
- Yes. But he's off his medication,
so he's manic...
ranting about scoop marks,
scars on his body,
homing devices
and a lot of other nonsense.
- Like what?
- This alien abduction business,
which I guess you know about.
Yeah, yeah. But I've never been
in a hostage negotiation before.
Oh, we'll take you through it.
Agent Rich is our advisory commander.
He and I will
be coaching you.
What Mr. Barry needs
right now is a friend,
someone who appears to understand him
and can appeal to his sense of reason.
Do we know anything about
his abduction experiences?
You really believe in this stuff,
Agent Mulder?
Is that a problem?
We're here to save lives.
You'll begin negotiations immediately.
Every three hours, we'll
reevaluate your progress...
and let our tactical commander
advise and update on the use of force.
If this man is an abductee,
I need to know more about him.
His personal history.
Each abduction case is different.
That material has not
been made available to us.
And nobody's thought
to call the hospital for records?
Look, Agent Mulder.
The guy is a psycho.
Your object is
to keep him on the phone.
The longer you do, the more chance
he's not gonna kill anybody.
We stop to do a Freudian analysis,
next thing we know
we've got four dead hostages.
So whatever crap you gotta make up
about spacemen or UFOs,
just keep him on the phone.
Are we gonna have to sit on the floor
like this all night?
I told you to shut up.
We all have families,
for God's sake.
Duane, don't hurt anyone.
- Please?
- I'm not gonna hurt you, Doc.
Because this time you're
going with Duane Barry...
so you can see
what it's like.
That's it's real!
- Duane?
Yeah?
This is
Special Agent Fox Mulder.
- Look, I wanna try to help you.
- Yeah? Well...
We're just sittin' here
waitin' for, uh, travel plans.
I think I know what
You're going through, Duane.
I just wanna make sure
You get what you want...
and that Bob, Kimberly,
Gwen and Dr. Hakkie don't get hurt.
You know what
I'm goin' through?
You think you know what
Duane Barry's goin' through?
You don't know jack!
I know
You're scared, Duane,
and that you'd like
to see this all come out right.
Yeah, right.
So they can put me back
in the nuthouse...
where I belong.
We're only concerned about your safety,
Duane. You and the others.
Hey, what's your name?
Mul-der?
I know the routine:
honesty, containment,
conciliation.
Am I missin' somethin'?
You need someone
to trust, Duane.
I know a lot of people
who've been through similar experiences.
You wanna do something
for me, Agent Mulder?
You keep your dogs on a leash. You try
to gas me out or do anything stupid,
these people die.
They're not takin' me again.
You gotit?
- They can take somebody else!
- Nobody's gonna try anything, Duane.
- Who is this guy?
- He's F.B.I., isn't he?
- Former F.B.I.
And you didn't
think to mention that.
He's been out of the Bureau
since 1982.
Institutionalized on and off for
over a decade. It's beside the point.
The point being that the Bureau
wants to minimize its embarrassment,
isn't that it?
- That we can police our own?
- They would like it done
as neatly as possible.
- You're off to a hell of a start.
- Negotiation is a process.
If you wanted somebody to read
the script, you didn't have to bring me.
This method has proven
extremely successful in winning
the hostage taker's trust.
N-No.
That man is afraid.
And the only way you're gonna
win his trust is by trying...
to understand
what he is afraid of.
Have you ever spoken
to an abductee, Agent Kazdin?
Heard them talk about having their brain
sucked out through their nostril...
while being wide awake
through the experience?
- Would you like to know what
they do to a woman's ovaries?
- Not particularly.
Well, understand that you might have to
alter your approach a little bit here.
- Is there anything I can do?
- Yeah.
- What's your name again?
- Krycek.
Krycek, have you
got your notepad?
Grande, two percent cappuccino
with vanilla. Agent Rich?
As you can see, Carl, the SWAT team...
- has taken positions on all
the surrounding buildings.
- Scully.
- It's me. I'm in Virginia.
Yeah, I know. I've
been watching it on TV.
- What's going on out there?
- What's the media saying?
That an escaped mental patient
is holding four people hostage
in a travel agency.
What they're not telling you
is that he's former F.B.I. who
also claims to be an alien abductee.
- Seriously?
- Yeah. His name is Duane Barry.
Look, Scully, I need your help.
I need you to find out
what happened to him.
Anything... transcripts from
therapy sessions, hypnotic progressions.
Anything about
his abduction experience...
- Mulder?
- The lights just went out here.
No, we're losing power.
- What the hell is going on?
- Tactical unit,
what are you guys up to?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing,
sir. What the...
Get down!
Everybody get down!
Tactical command, shots have
been fired. Locate and report.
- Repeat. Locate and report.
- We've lost our captured line.
- We have four or five shots fired!
- What's the number in there?
- 555-2804.
- I repeat. We have either
four or five shots fired!
- A substation blew. We've got
no power up and down the block.
Duane? Is everyone all right?
- I told ya.
- You didn't believe me, did you?
- No, I believe you.
I just need to know
if anybody's been shot.
- I need towels. Kimberly?
Kimberly? He's going
to bleed to death.
I guess we're
gonna need a doctor.
Now, you'll have almost
frull ambient hearing loss in this ear.
Your sense of balance
may be affected slightly,
particularly if you have to move quickly
or get into a physical situation.
If you get trapped or held
in the building for some reason,
we'll be able to warn you
if there's a tactical assault.
Now, remember, he's either
got four or five rounds left.
There's a wireless mike hidden
in the top of this flak jacket.
Speaking in
a normal tone of voice,
we should be able to hear anything
You say up to a hundred yards.
Make every attempt to keep
these devices concealed.
You put a normal telephone
handset to that ear,
it'll cause feedback and
reveal that you're wired.
- You really want to do this?
- Yeah.
Your job will be to deliver
medical help to the hostage.
Anything else is just a bonus.
You're to get in and get out.
You are not to risk your own life,
and whatever you believe...
Don't jump into his delusion.
I can't negotiate with him
if he thinks I believe him.
Right.
This is Agent Janus. He's a trained
medic. He'll work on the hostage.
You're to keep
Duane Barry talking.
Like I said, if he's talking, he's not
gonna shoot anybody, including you.
Now, I've got
three snipers out there.
Anything you can do
to get him to the front door...
All we need is one shot
to the medulla oblongata.
Tac Command, this is
roof top here. I have them in sight.
They're passing the fountain and
approaching the front entrance now.
-Just unlock the door.
Move back.
- Duane?
- Hands in the air.
- Put the kit on the floor slowly.
- We're unarmed.
- We just want to help the injured.
- Over here.
Face the door!
That's right.
Not armed, huh?
You're F.B.I., aren't ya?
- Got a gun in the kit?
- No.
- Are you wearin' a wire?
- No.
We're just here
to help.
- Okay.
- Nobody's
gonna try anything, Duane.
That's right. Good.
You want to work with him.
Just want to make sure
no one else gets hurt.
Just do your business and get out.
- How's he doin'?
- He's bad.
Hi, my name is Janus. I'm a paramedic.
Hold on. I'm gonna take care of you.
They want to work
with you, Duane.
But you gotta work with them.
Why not let the others go?
- Doc's goin' with me.
- Then let the women go.
Were they here, Duane?
The light?
Was that them?
- Don't try and B.S. Duane Barry.
- We lost time.
I checked my watch.
Isn't that what happens? Time stops?
Isn't it?
Duane?
- You're makin' it up.
- Isn't that what they've
been saying to you, Duane?
- That you're making it up?
- They say it's inside my head.
All they want to do
is just give me more drugs.
- I hear you, Duane.
- You hear me 'cause I got a gun.
No.
I believe your story.
- No, you're feeding into his psychosis.
- You're afraid.
I know the pain and
the fear you must feel.
Just listen to me.
Don't try to identify with him.
I've talked to people, Duane,
people just like you who
nobody wanted to believe.
This man's gonna die
unless we get him to a hospital.
Why don't you
let him go, Duane?
There's no reason
this man has to die.
Come on, Duane.
You've got the power. Let him go.
Okay.
Good. You
made the right choice.
Now, we're just gonna move him
carefully to the door.
No! Baldie cango.
But you stay.
I'm tradin' the bald man
for you.
Damn it!
- Coming out!
- Let's get him!
You're going to be all right, sir.
Keep moving.
Now let's see
how good a liar you are.
I'm tellin'
the truth, Duane.
How could you ever know what
Duane Barry's been through?
How could anyone know?
It happened
to my sister.
Don't you think you can
lie to save their lives.
I want
some honesty!
- I want some respect!
I'm tired
of all the B.S.!
How does it happen, Duane?
Driving in your car?
Alone in bed at night?
When do they come to you?
You're paralyzed, aren't you?
Unable to move.
Sometimes you can't even breathe.
You feel an electric shock go through
your body, and then they're there.
He's gonna push him
right over the edge.
- I need a clear picture
of what's going on in there.
- Right away.
You're choosing a dangerous course,
Agent Mulder.
There are beings,
aren't there, Duane?
-Are they tall? Or small? Diminutive?
-No! No!
- They take you, Duane.
- Against your will.
- He's gonna kill us.
You're powerless.
Sometimes you can't even speak.
It's always the same.
Nobody can help you.
- Where do they take you, Duane?
Is there a ship?
Do they take you to a ship, Duane?
How do you get there? Are you
conscious of being transported?
They're, uh...
They're talkin'
to Duane Barry.
But they don't speak.
He can hear
what they're sayin'.
They can...
read his mind.
That's right.
Abductees call it "Mindscan."
It's a kind of telepathy.
I'm tellin' 'em
I don't want to go.
But they never listen.
They know what I'm sayin'.
But they just...
go right on
about their business.
Tell him what
that business is.
Tell him.
They take you aboard the ship
to perform the tests.
They... drilled my teeth.
They drilled holes
in my damn teeth!
- Yeah.
- That's what I wanted
to show you in here.
Who here can talk
to an Agent Scully?
- Agent Scully, it's Alex Krycek.
- Where's Mulder?
- He traded himself
for one of the hostages.
- What?
He's in
with Duane Barry.
- You've got to get him out of there.
- They're working on it.
No, you've got to get him out of there
now, or he's going to be killed.
- How can you be sure?
- Because Duane Barry is not
what Mulder thinks he is.
How old was your sister
when they took her?
She was eight.
I seen kids sometimes.
Young girls.
- What are they doing to them?
- Doin' tests.
You know,
testin' 'em.
They tell 'em not to cry.
Are they hurting them?
Oh, yeah.
Sometimes...
Sometimes it hurts real bad.
And... you just want to die,
you know?
You know
what it's like, sir?
It's like livin'
with a gun to your head...
and never knowin'
when it's gonna go off.
You can
let the others go, Duane.
Let the others go,
and take me.
Oh, they heard you talkin' like that,
they gonna have your ass.
I don't care
about that, Duane.
No, I wouldn't
do that to you.
Besides, Doc and I
got an appointment.
Ain't that right, Doc?
We got a picture.
Mulder's here,
opposite the doctor.
The women are on the north wall.
We can't see the east wall.
- Duane Barry must be there.
- Hold on a second.
No. I don't think you understand
what I'm telling you.
- I just flew down here from Washington.
- We've got a situation in progress.
- All right. Well, then let me
talk to someone who's in charge.
- You are.
- Calm down, Scully.
- Don't tell me to calm down.
I'm not going to calm down...
until I can talk to someone
who will listen to what I'm saying.
- What's the problem here?
- I'm Special Agent Dana Scully,
and I have information that
is vital to your negotiations.
- What information?
- I think there has been
a critical misjudgment here.
This man who claims to be
under the control of aliens,
his mental health history
describes a rare state of psychosis.
As you can see
from his medical records,
in 1982 Duane Barry
was shot in the line of duty,
- the bullet piercing
his bilateral frontal lobes.
- Right.
The injury left him nearly incapable
of functioning in society.
It effectively destroyed
the moral center of his brain.
Now, almost a hundred years
ago, there was a framous case.
A man named Gage had a blasting rod
pierce the same region.
- And what effect did it have?
- He became a pathological liar...
suffering
from severe delusions.
His behavior was characterized
as bizarre and violent,
with a tendency
to act out his fantasies.
How did you get involved
in this case?
Agent Mulder called me.
We used to work together.
Well, if this is true, he's got
Your former partner completely fooled.
Is there a way I can reach him
with this information?
The government knows
about it, you know?
They're even in on it sometimes...
right there in your room when they come.
They work together...
with a, uh,
secret corporation.
Who in the government?
A man, military...
They're all in it together.
The government knows why they're here.
But they wouldn't dare
let the truth out, so they cooperate.
You're going to have to deal
with resolving this situation, Duane,
sooner or later.
I'm tired.
There's
no other way out.
You've got to tell them
what you want to do.
- I just want
to go back to the place.
- What place?
Where it first started.
Where they first came and got me.
Where is that?
A mountain.
We went, uh,
up and... up.
Ascending...
Ascending to the stars.
I'm not goin' again.
- Mulder, it's me.
- Mulder, it's me.
Listen to me.
You cannot trust Duane Barry.
He is a brain-damaged psychopath
who took a bullet in the head.
- He is not what you think he is.
- What?
- How do they find you each time?
- Implants...
my gums, sinus cavity,
here in my belly button.
- Trackin' devices.
- Mulder, he could snap at any time.
Now, you have to work
towards resolving this.
Now, you have his trust.
You have to try and negotiate with him.
Why not let
the women go, Duane?
- They'll deal with you
if you let the women go.
- That's good.
That's good, Mulder.
Now, keep him talking.
H.R.T. is moving into position,
and unless you can get him
to free the hostages,
they are going
to execute a tactical plan.
The women are of no consequence
to you. Let 'em go.
It's the right thing
to do, Duane.
Okay, but he stays.
Go on.
Get out of here.
Get up. Go on.
Get out of here. Go on.
I...
I just want to say that I believe you.
- We're safe now.
- Uh-huh.
- The women are clear.
- I got him. Standing, center room.
- Moving...
This is a countdown, Mulder.
They're coming at you.
- Position one, ready.
- Coming at you, number one.
- Gonna need transportation.
- What do you want, Duane? A car?
- I don't know.
- Do you know where you want to go?
They're gonna tell me.
Duane, you can't leave here if you
don't know where you want to go.
- Duane! Come here.
- What?
Hold your fire.
You lost your line.
Uh...
- There's something I want to ask you.
- What?
You didn't believe me.
I had to earn your trust.
Now, there's something
I gotta know.
Are you making
any of this up?
You, uh,
callin' Duane Barry
a liar now?
No.
You think
I made that all up?
No, I don't.
I'm sorry.
- You're sorry?
- Duane, will you listen to me
for a second?
- You're just like all the others.
You say you believe me.
- Duane...
- I do believe you. I believe you.
- But you don't.
- You lie,
just like everybody else!
- No, I believe you, Duane!
I trusted you! I trusted you!
I was a fool!
Can I say something?
Duane, can I say something?
I know you're tired. But there's
something you've forgotten to do.
When you let the women leave,
You left the door unlocked.
Go and lock
the door, Duane.
Go lock the door.
Go lock the door, Duane.
Go lock it.
They can get in here.
Go lock the door.
- Okay, let's move!
- Agent Mulder.
- He's down! He's down!
1400 block South Parker, code 3.
Repeat. Rolling code 3...
- Medical unit 2-0, we're rolling.
You okay, Mulder?
Yeah.
Whatever you're feeling,
You did the right thing.
Yeah,
it's just that, uh,
I believed him.
Sometimes when you want
to believe so badly,
You end up...
looking too hard.
Agent Mulder,
thanks for coming.
- No, I was surprised
to get your call.
- Yeah, well, as it turned out,
whatever your impression
of the way it was handled,
I didn't get to thank you for going
out there and putting it on the line.
What?
I don't know. I guess I thought
You called me down here to chew me out.
- Oh.
- How's he doing?
Duane? They almost lost him,
but he stabilized.
They've got him listed
on critical still.
I checked on his record
with the Bureau.
It was exemplary.
His accident
was something of a mystery.
Shot by his own weapon in a drug
stakeout, left for dead in the woods.
He was never the same.
Lost everything... wife, kids, house.
The fine thread
of sanity.
I actually called you down here
for another reason, Agent Mulder.
Uh...
In the X rays, the surgeon
found several pieces of metal...
in his gums, in his sinus cavity...
and one in the abdomen.
I had them checked.
I felt you'd want to know.
And there were
tiny drill holes...
in his left and
right rear molars.
A dentist who examined them said
they could not have been done...
with any of the current
equipment in use...
not without chipping
or damaging the tooth.
Anyway, I thought
you ought to know.
This could
just be a piece of shrapnel.
Duane Barry
did a tour of duty in Vietnam.
It was right where he said
it would be, Scully,
along with the ones
in his gums and his sinus.
And you think that
this was implanted?
Well, if it was, that would mean
Duane Barry was telling the truth.
Or some version
of the truth.
Look, I'll take this down
to ballistics.
We can have this
cleared up in a second.
Let me just make
as light adjustment.
What do you think?
Could be a shell casing or
a small artillery fragment.
The edges are dull, but it could've
been white-hot when it entered the body.
That would make sense.
- But look at this.
- What?
These small markings.
See them here?
Mm. Looks like
some kind of a stamp.
Like it's been tooled or etched.
Pretty fine work too.
This square we're looking at
is only ten microns across.
Strange.
- 11.14.
Thank you.
- Can I get some help here?
- I'll be right with you.
...cash out my drawer.
- What happened?
Did you touch something?
- Uh...
- I don't know what happened.
- All right.
Hello. This is Fox Mulder.
- Leave a message, please.
- Mulder, it's me.
I just had something
incredibly strange happen.
This piece of metal
that they took out of Duane Barry,
it has some kind of code on it.
I ran it through a scanner, and
some kind of a serial number came up.
What the hell is this thing,
Mulder? It's almost as if...
- It's almost as if somebody
was using it to catalog him.
- Come on!
Mulder! I need your help!
- Come on!
Mulder!
Mulder!