The X-Files (1993–…): Season 5, Episode 4 - Detour - full transcript

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All right, let's shoot this, Marty.

Hold it Still.

(fly buzzing)

Hold it still, Sloan.

I 'd like to see you hold it still. The sooner
they pave over this swamp, the better

It's not a swamp. You're standing in a forest

with indigenous plant and animal species
you're obviously too ignorant to appreciate.

Mark it. Gimme another position.

Shoot this one real carefully, Marty. This is
where they're gonna put the Blockbuster.

You're a real moron, Sloan, you know that?



Tree-hugger_

You should be sad to see the demise
of an ecosystem that's lasted 1,000 years.

We all should be.
Gimme four feet to your left.

-I can't.
- What do you mean, you can't?

I mean I can't, because it's stuck.

Then unstick it.

This is weird.

Argh!

Sloan! Sloan!

Argh!

Louis, let Bo do the work.

- How's he know how to find a possum?
- Sh.

Animals sense things that we can't.
That's now they survive.

So... is that how Bo knows how to hunt?



Yep. Our ancestors were hunters, too.
But most of us have lost those instincts.

That's why we need a little help.

Dad, What'S that?

Sur\/eyor's equipment.
Someone left his stuff out here.

(Bo barks)

Stay close, Louis.

What is it, Dad?

- Dad?
- Bo. Come here, Bo.

- What...
- Quiet!

(rustling)

Listen to me. I want you to take Bo,
and I want you to run straight home.

What's the matter?

Run straight home. Don't stop for anything.

- Louis. You understand?
- I just...

Go.

(rustling)

Come on, Bo. Come on.

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

Bo, no! No! Come on, Bo. Come on!

Come on! Come on!

(man) Last year was something
of a personal revelation.

We were doing an exercise
called Team Builders,

where we were given two minutes to build
a tower out of ordinary office furniture.

When I stood on Mike's shoulders

and I put that electric pencil sharpener
on top of the pile...

We both knew...
we could never have done it alone.

Kill me now.

You ever been to one of these
team seminars, Agent Scully?

Um... I think I went to
a constructive problem-solving course

when I first joined the Bureau.

Did you play that game
where you can't use any negative words?

I couldn't believe how hard it was
not to use the word "but"_

I'm having that same problem right now.

- Have you ever been to a team seminar?
- No.

Around this time of year I always develop
a severe haemorrhoidal condition.

Well, it builds muscles
you didn't even know you had.

Communication. That's the key.

- Sorry, folks. it'll be a few minutes.
- What's goin' on, Officer?

Got a little situation is all.

Thank you, Jesus.

Where's he going?

Oh! Excuse me.

- Are you from Search and Rescue?
- No, I'm just stretching my legs.

They said they'd have word for us
about what happened to my husband.

Slow down. I don't know
what you're talking about.

My husband Michael,
he was teaching our son to shoot.

He said the dog got spooked,
then he heard gunshots.

They've found a jacket with blood on it,
but they won't tell me about my husband.

- I'll try to find out who's in charge, all right?
- Oh, thank you.

Now where's he going?

Hey, Stonecypher! Take a look at this.

This tree was here 20 years
before Ponce de Leén landed.

We're gonna be late
for the wine-and-cheese reception.

- Officer Fazekas?
- Yes?

- Can I help you?
- My name is Fox Mulder.

- I'm an agent with the FBI.
- FBI? Who called you guys out?

Nobody. We got stopped at your roadblock.
Sounds like you had a shooting.

Shots were reported, but we have
no evidence of anyone being snot.

- Well, what do you have evidence of?
- A survey team didn't report in last night.

We found one man's bloody jacket,
pretty torn up.

And this morning, a boy
got separated from his father.

Separated by what?

It looks maybe like
some kind of animal attack.

- What kind of animal?
- I'm not sure yet.

I followed good tracks for the two
surveyors, but the trails became confused.

There was a third set of tracks
leading away I... I couldn't identify.

- Couldn't identify as the surveyors'?
- As man or animal.

Mulder?

Oh, just, uh... Hold on a second.

- What about the boy's father?
- I tracked him to where he fired the shots.

The ground's rocky, but from
the depressions in the underlying soil

I can tell that he entered
the bushes over there,

where I pick up another set of tracks,
two different sets,

that, from the way the ground's upset,
is probably where the man was attacked.

But no other sign of him?

- Do you have panther in these woods?
- Panther. Bear.

- But these tracks look like neither of those.
- No, sir.

You know of a good motel in the area?

Excuse me. I think we can handle this
very well on our own. Thanks.

Mulder, we've got this conference.

- They're waiting.
- Yeah.

How do I say this without using
any negative words, Scully?

You want me to tell them
you're not going to the seminar.

You see? We don't need that conference.

We have communication
like that - unspoken.

(sinister laughter)

Look! He's all eaten away.

HOW dj/OU like that, eh?

(switches off TV)

He's not coming back, is he?

- Why would you say that?
- Dad's a good shot.

If he hit what he was aiming at,
he'd be home by now.

You gotta be brave, Louis.

We both gotta be brave.

We'll find out more about it in the morning.

You get some sleep now.

(whines)

- (knocking)
- it's open.

Who cut the cheese?

Since we won't be
making it to the conference...

IVlm... Par-tay.

However, I must remind you
this goes against the Bureau's policy

of male and female agents
consorting in the same motel room.

Try any of that Tailhook crap on me, Scully,
I'll kick your ass.

Pop quiz. What animal will attack the
strongest, leaving the weakest to escape?

The answer is none. Not one of the
over 4,000 species native to North America

will attack the strongest
when the weak is vulnerable.

- What does that have to do with anything?
- We're dealing with no ordinary predator.

- I thought this was just a ploy.
- I think what we've stumbled upon here

is more than local authorities realise.
The scenario described by that boy?

- It sounds like a primitive culling technique.
- IVlulder, we're in western Florida.

The closest to primitive here
is living in a beachfront retirement condo.

Those woods are as old
as anything in the South.

There's no telling what's alive out there.

- Where are you going?
- I gotta check something out.

Some work on your communication skills
wouldn't be such a bad idea.

I'll be back soon, and we can
build a tower of furniture. OK?

What is it, Bo?

- Mom?
- It's all right, Louis. You go back to sleep.

Bo?

Bo?

Bo, where'd you get to?

Bo, is that you?

(snarls)

Come on, boy. Let's go back in.

(growls)

All right, all right.
You... stay there the night.

Louis. Louis!

Louis! Louis!

Louis!

- Louis!
- IVlom!

Louis!

Argh!

- What is it, Louis?
- it's in the house.

- How's the boy?
- Still freaked out.

I might have some insight into this
invisible creature he said was chasing him.

The Invisible IVlan was invisible.

- Right.
- He said the creature had glowing red eyes.

Let me show you something. Mrs Asekoff
said she went outside with the dog,

but when she came back,
the door was locked from the inside.

- And?
- Look at this. We got some tracks here.

- Where?
- Here. And here. Dried mud against the tile.

Tracked in from the outside.

That could have been brought in by the dog.

No. See the ball of a foot here?

- A large foot. And I count five toes.
- I thought you said it wasn't human.

I'm not saying it is.
The weight distribution's all wrong.

People walk heel to toe.

Whatever this thing is,
it walks on the ball of its foot.

You're putting me on.

No. My clad and I were Indian Guides.
I Know these things.

So if it's not man and it's not animal,
what the hell is it?

- Guess I'm a little late to this dance.
- I found some tracks. Right here.

- Same as I saw before.
- Where was that?

In the woods.
The weight distribution's strange.

They appear to be human, but whoever
left these uses the balls of his feet,

like an animal.

Whatever it is, it's attacked three
grown men, presumably in broad daylight,

disposing of its prey without detection.

And it wasn't shy about
coming out of the woods to try again.

What we've got is a predator with low
visibility and a high degree of motivation.

And it's got one advantage we don't have:
the entire Apalachicola National Forest.

- Then now do you stop it?
- By identifying it.

Finding it before it finds somebody else.

It's called a FLIR,
for Forward Looking Infra-Red.

It was developed for chopper pilots in
Vietnam. Detects body heat at 300 yards.

That's pretty sophisticated
for government issue.

I see you've met Jeff, our local tech-head.
Some people prefer searching with dogs,

I prefer an extra pair of hands
if I get in trouble. Are we ready to go?

You can put away your cellphones.
Communication is with snort-wave radios.

So stay close, maintain visual contact.

If you get lost, initiate aural contact.
That means holler.

If nobody responds, sit down.
I'll find you. Don't go looking for me.

I know it sounds obvious,
but folks still get lost.

OK.

I got you. Thank you. All right.

The local PD has all their resources
looking out for a transient,

a drifter who's wanted for a double
homicide in Gadsden, Alabama.

- They're amused by what we're doing.
- I don't think it's a drifter.

- We may be looking for two individuals.
- Why do you say that?

That thing lured that woman out of
the house to separate her from her son.

- But for what purpose?
- Divide and conquer.

If your enemy is greater in numbers,
you divide and conquer to diminish them.

What enemy would that be?

Encroaching development. That's what
I suspected when I went to check on Louis.

This is about a housing tract?

That survey team was staking out
a new 100,000-acre plot.

Civilisation is pushing very hard
into these woods.

Maybe something in these woods
is pushing back.

- Anything?
- No. Nothing at all. Not even wildlife.

- isn't that a little strange?
- Yeah.

This forest is usually alive with sound.
I'm not an expert,

but I've never seen it like this before.

- It sure is beautiful, though.
- That's what happens.

People get to looking around,
something eats 'em.

What killed those men?

Nature is full of creatures trying to kill
something they need to survive,

or trying to avoid being killed
by something that needs them to survive.

If we become blinded by the beauty of it,
we may fail to see its cruelty and violence.

- Walt Whitman?
- No.

When Animals Attack on the Fox network.

Wait. I've got something.

It's about 20 yards ahead.

- Where? I don't see it.
- It's just sitting there.

It's on the move!

It's moving fast! It's going to the right!

Wait! There's two of them now.
They're moving in opposite directions.

There, and there.

Where is it?

About 40 yards ahead of you.

I don't see it.

Now it's gone. I don't know where it went.

- What is it?
- I don't know.

They're trying to separate us,
pull us away from the others.

Let's go back.

Michele?

- Michele?
- (rustling)

Mulder, I need help!

Mulder!

- Scully!
- Over here!

- Scully!
- Over here!

- What happened?
- I don't know.

- Where's Fazekas?
- She was walking ahead of me, right here,

- and then she was just gone.
- I'm getting no reading.

- What the hell's happening here?
- They separated us.

That was on purpose,
so they could go after her.

She was in the lead, presumably
the strongest. They take them first.

Take them where?
You can't just disappear out here.

- You're right. We gotta find her.
- How do we do that?

I don't know. We'll form a line and beat
the bushes. Maybe you'll pick up a signal.

No, we need help. We need manpower.

That's not gonna work out here!

We need to get outta here. Listen to me!

The longer we wait,
the less chance we have of finding her.

This is nuts! This is looney tune, man.

We gotta get out of these woods
before it gets dark.

OK, you're right. You go back.

You leave me the FLIR, and you go back.

- We gotta go together.
- We have to find her.

Yeah, but if we stay here,
they may not find any of us.

Mulder, he's right.
We weren't prepared for this.

We have no way of telling them
where we are,

we have no food,
Michele had our only water.

I'd like to find her too, but I think
the risks of that are way too foolish.

All right. We all go, then.

You lead the way.

I don't have that much faith that
this device will do us any good.

So far, all it's done is split us up.

Whatever it was we were chasing
did show up on the screen.

- What does that tell you?
- Nothing.

Except that
we're going in the right direction.

Maybe it can regulate its temperature.
You don't know of any animal that can?

Ticks. They can halt their metabolism
for up to 18 years,

going into suspended animation until
something warm-blooded comes along.

That's interesting.

Why is that interesting?

30 years ago, the town
of Point Pleasant, West Virginia,

was terrorised for over a year by something,
killing livestock, terrorising the people.

They were described as primitive-looking
men with red, piercing eyes.

Became Known as the "moth men".
I got an X-File dating back to 'I 952 on it.

What would that be filed next to?
"The cockroach that ate Cincinnati"?

No, "the cockroach" is in the C's.
"Moth men" is over in the lVl's_

- This isn't the way.
- What do you mean?

Michele always marks her route
with white stones.

This is the same path.
This is the way we came.

I haven't seen a stone for 20 minutes.

- You've had your nose glued to that screen.
- I'm telling you, we're on the wrong trail!

Somehow we got off-track.
Oh, man! This is not happening.

This is not happening.

Everybody stand still.

There's something out there.

- Where?
- About 40 or 50 yards out.

Jeff?

- Nothing.
- I saw it.

The woods have gone silent again.

(rustling)

- I got it! I got it on my screen.
- Where?

About 30 yards ahead. It's just sitting there.

- What is he doing?
- Talk to him.

- This is not a good idea.
- Talk to him, Jeff!

Go to your right.

- It just disappeared.
- Mulder, it's not on the screen.

Scully, I lost it!

I got it.

- Did you hit it?
- I don't know.

- It just stopped.
- Where's Glaser?

- How many shots did you fire?
- Six, maybe seven.

- Is that your only clip?
- Yep.

Don't fire unless you're sure
you're gonna hit it.

It may be trying to spend our advantage.

- What the hell is it, Mulder?
- I don't know.

But whatever it is, it's smarter than us.

At least out here.

Mulder? Mulder!

Scully!

Mulder!

Scully!

YOU OK?

You were an Indian Guide. Help me out here.

Indian Guide says maybe you should
run to the store and get some matches.

I would, but I left my wallet in the car.

- What are you doing?
- Trying to open my gun.

If I can separate the shell from the casing,
maybe I can get the powder to ignite.

And maybe it'll start raining
weenies and marshmallows.

- Do I detect a hint of negativity?
- No!

Yes, actually. Yeah.

Mulder, you need to keep warm.
Your body's still in shock.

I was told the best way
to regenerate body heat

is to crawl naked into a sleeping bag
with somebody else who's already naked.

Maybe if it rains sleeping bags,
you'll get lucky.

Have you ever thought
seriously about dying?

Yeah, once, when I was at the Ice Capades.

When I was fighting my cancer,

I was angry at the injustice of it.

Its meaninglessness.

And then I realised that
that was the struggle.

To give it meaning.

To make sense of it.

It's like life.

I think nature is supremely indifferent
to whether we live or die.

If you're lucky, you get 75 years.
If you're really lucky, you get 80 years.

If you're extraordinarily lucky, you have
50 of those years with a decent head of hair.

I guess it's like Las Vegas.
The house always wins.

Oh!

Ta-da.

Go, girl.

Hey, who did you identify with
when you were a kid, Wilma or Betty?

- I identified with Betty's bustline.
- Yes, I did, too.

Could never have been
married to Barney, though.

Their kids were cute.

Yeah. But where are they today?

IVloth men? Really?

Yeah. But there seem to be
only two of them.

(Muldeo I don't wanna wrestle.

Get over here. I'm going to
try and keep you warm.

- OW.
- Sorry.

One of us has got to stay awake, Scully.

You sleep, Mulder.

If you get tired, you wake me.

I'm not gonna get tired.

- Why don't you sing something?
- No, Mulder.

If you sing something,
I'll know you're awake.

- Mulder, I can't carry a tune.
- It doesn't matter. Just sing anything.

Jeremiah was a bullfrog

Was a good friend of mine

Never understood a single word he said

But I helped him drink his wine

(Mulder) Chorus.

Joy to the world

All the boys and girls

Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea

Joy to you and me

sullyi>

Over here.

What are you doing?

Looking for food. I found some wild berries.

I wouldn't go far.

Mulder, you never left my sight.

(cracking)

sullyi>

sullyi>

Scully!

Scully!

- Down here.
- Where?

I fell down a hole. (coughs)

You all right?

Yeah. I landed on soft earth... kinda.

What's down there?

I don't know. It's pretty dark.

Oh!

Scully, what's going on? Are you OK?

- I found Michele.
- Is she alive?

Not for much longer.

- Mulder, we have to get her out of here.
- Is there a way out?

I don't know. I...

I'm in some kind of a chamber. There's...

It's like... some kind of network.

- Mulder...
- Yeah?

I'm not alone.

I don't have my weapon.

- Mulder!
- Hold on. I'm gonna drop my gun down.

Jeez! Mulder, are you OK?

Don't mind me.

Scully!

Mulder, look.

There has to be
a scientific explanation for this.

(Mulder) Too bad we don't
have any office furniture.

(Scully) If they could see us now.

Go, team.

20 more bodies and we'll win
the honey-baked ham.

(man) Agent Mulder!

- We're down here!
- We're down here!

What are you doing down there?

- We've got injured people down here.
- We need a ladder.

Right away.

Hey! Over here!

Dad's gonna be OK.

He's gonna be OK.

He's gonna be fine.

I'm just going to say goodbye.

Well! We just got all the thanks,
when you did all the work.

On the contrary, Agent Kinsley_
We'd never have got involved if not for you.

- Really?
- Yeah. You see this?

Oh, yeah. I pointed that out
to Agent Stonecypher.

There was something in the cave
that Scully fell into, an inscription.

- Ad noctum.
- That's Latin.

It means "into darkness".

The Spanish conquistadors used to carve it

on the posts that they would
lash the natives to, as a warning.

So who are you saying wrote this?

Ponce de Leon came here 450 years ago,
looking for the Fountain of Youth.

You mean you think that these...
that that... body,

the one that Agent Scully shot...? No!

After 400 years, don't you think they'd
have adapted to their environment?

- You're just making this up.
- Why do you say that?

Cos... you work on the X-Files,
and you just want to write off your motel.

Search and Rescue
are still unable to find Jeff Glaser,

or the second predator you reported.

I wouldn't be surprised
if they couldn't find them.

Agent Mulder, I'm confused.

Why would they come after the boy
in the house that night?

These predators have been
in these woods a long time.

They would perceive any encroachment on
their territory as an enemy, even a little kid.

But... that would mean

that they'd come after any one of us
that had gone into the woods, wouldn't it?

- Where's Agent Scully?
- She got a lift back to the motel

-to pack up both your things.
- She did? Excuse me.

My jacket's in that car.

Scully!

Scully!

Mulder, what's going on?

- Let's get outta here.
- OK.

- Pack everything?
- Yeah.

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