The X-Files (1993–…): Season 7, Episode 1 - The Sixth Extinction - full transcript

In Africa, Scully searches for answers for Mulder's condition by studying rubbings taken from the fallen spacecraft. Back in D.C., Skinner tries to help Mulder by finding Michael Kritschgau at Mulder's request, who may know what is causing Mulder's accelerated brain activity.

- Previously on The X Files...
- Dr. Merkmallen found an artifact in his country.

He claimed
it contained a message.

I told you of its power.

Genuine artifact.

Dr. Barnes has one now, too.

That's why he killed
Solomon Merkmallen.

What is it, Mulder?

Sounds weird, but I
think it's that thing.

He's got extremely
abnormal brain function.

There's brain activity in areas
we've never seen before.

He said I was the only
one who'd believe him.



You're a liar.

The passage from the Bible
on an artifact

that you're saying
is extraterrestrial?

That would mean that
our progenitors were alien,

that our genesis was alien,

that we're here because of them,

that they put us here.

And once you see
all the mysteries of science,

everything we can't understand

or won't explain,
everything in the X Files...

it all owes to them;
it's from them.

I came in search of something
I did not believe existed.

I've stayed on now,
in spite of myself,

in spite of everything
I've ever held to be true.



I will continue here
as long as I can,

as long as you are beset
by the haunting illness

which I saw consume
your beautiful mind.

What is this discovery
I've made?

How can I reconcile what
I see with what I know?

I feel this was meant
not for me to find

but for you to make sense of...

make the connections
which can't be ignored...

connections which, for me,
deny all logic and reason.

What is this source of power
I hold in my hand...

this rubbing...

a simple impression taken
from the surface of the craft?

I watched this rubbing take
its undeniable hold on you,

saw you succumb
to its spiraling effect.

Now I must work to uncover

what your illness
prevents you from finding.

In the source of every illness
lies its cure.

Who's there? Who's there?!

He's been quiet
for the last 36 hours,

but he doesn't sleep.

There's activity in the temporal
lobe we've just never seen.

It won't allow his brain
to rest or shut down,

manifesting in episodes
of aggression,

sometimes against himself.

You can't sedate him?

Yes.

We slow him down
for short periods

and put him in the neuro ward.

It's the only way

we're able to run tests.

But over time...

his brain is going to just die.

Agent Mulder?

Agent Mulder, can you hear me?

Do you know who I am?

Skinner. Walter Skinner.

Can we get him out of here

and get him some fresh air,
at least?

Let him go!

He can't breathe!

Let go, Mulder.

I don't want to hurt you.

Come on, let him go.

Stay there, Mr. Skinner.

No, it's all right.

Just let me get up.

Five milligrams
of haloperidol I.M.!

I want him in
five-point restraints!

Yes, sir.

Let's keep him locked
down all night.

My God.

What happened here?

They said you speak English.

What do you want?

I am sorry.

You must wonder who I am.

I am Amina Ngebe.

I've come to see your discovery.

I asked that no one
be told about it...

nor that I'm here.

Yes. Well, uh, it
is still a secret,

but a well-known one,
I'm afraid.

Dr. Merkmallen called it

the African Internet,
God rest him.

You knew Dr. Merkmallen?

I, too, am a professor
of biology at the university,

but, uh, hardly one qualified to
say what must have gone on here.

Well...

I was working late
last night by lamplight,

and, uh, I saw a
man who vanished...

...and then they just swarmed.

You must not let the men know

what happened
to you last night...

the vanishing man, none of it.

Why?

They are animists,
believing nature is vengeful.

They'll take this as a sign

to leave what you have found
alone, a bad omen.

Caused by the ship out there?

Mm. Caused by God...

who will be much less helpful

than those men if we are
to continue this work.

Let's get him in the truck!

He's got to get to a hospital!

Hospital!

Okay!

You see?

Another warning.

Agent Mulder.

I want to help you.

I don't know what to do.
I don't have much time.

Can you write?

I feel you slipping away from me

with every minute I fail here.

What are the elusive meanings
I cannot see

that are hidden here?

If I could understand it,
know how it affected you,

learn how to use its power
to save you.

What is it?

Look, I'm sorry.

I don't speak your language.

Perhaps you need an interpreter.

Stay away from me!

Are you going to hack me up
in front of my driver?

Word is, you're under
suspicion already.

You're the murderer here.

Murderer of who?

Dr. Merkmallen!

I murdered no one,

but I won't be
sent away from here.

I know what we've got.

This craft that's come ashore?

Its extraterrestrial origins?

You don't even believe in that.

Nor do you. But here we are.

I'm here only
to help my partner.

Then let me help you...

to read it.

I've spent my life looking
for what's out there,

the answer to what theologians
have pondered for millennia...

the key to everything...
to life itself.

I've already been threatened

by men in Washington
about what I know.

How long would your secret keep
if you were to send me away?

What is it?

It is a sea of blood.

Michael Kritschgau.

It's 6:00 in the morning.

I don't know if you remember me.

My name's Skinner.

I'm here to talk to you
about Fox Mulder.

Yeah, I'm listening.

He's in serious condition,

Mr. Kritschgau;
he has to talk to you.

I got nothing to say to the man.

You know, I had a job...

with a government pension
coming,

and two years ago, Fox Mulder
asked me to do him a favor...

blow the whistle on Uncle Sam's
UFO propaganda mill.

And all it got me

was this swanky address.

Look, he doesn't have much time.

Hey, I'm not a doctor.

What is it you think
I can do for him?

All I know is
that he asked for you.

Can he even recognize me?

To be honest, I don't know.

Agent Mulder?

His brain is on
constant redline.

They've got him on haloperidol

just to keep him
on the monitors.

Haloperidol?

He becomes violently agitated.

He just won't speak or sleep,
even when he's medicated.

There's activity
in part of his brain

they've never seen before.

Was his...

Was his what?

I started to ask you a question

about his prior mental state,

but he anticipated it.

Second time.

Agent Mulder...

He claimed to be hearing voices.

I might know why Agent
Mulder asked for me.

Doesn't mean I can
do anything for him.

What just happened?

I think he responded to
a question... I didn't ask.

I don't know how long we can
keep him out of that unit.

We can be held responsible.

You asked me to come down here.

You better be prepared to
accept the responsibility,

Mr. Skinner.

You're going to inject him?

No.

You are.

With a thousand milligrams
of phenytoin.

I'm not injecting him
with anything... not now,

and not till after
I've talked to his doctor.

He's being given
the wrong treatment.

You're not a doctor.

No, but I've seen his condition.

Who do you want to trust?

Seen it where?

In a study.

There's something like E.S.P.
called remote viewing.

Whose study?

The company's...
the CIA, Mr. Skinner.

Extreme subjects
would go into arrest,

their minds working harder

than their bodies could sustain.

They became, in effect,
all brain.

Phenytoin was the only thing

that could slow
the electrical impulses

to a normal rate.

Agent Mulder knew about this.

That's why he asked for you.

They're coming.

Who last saw him?

I'm looking here.

I come here and find
a patient missing,

and nobody knew?

I just came on. Sorry.
Fox Mulder, right?

He's restrained, it says;
and he's not in his bed?

No. How many times
can I say it?

He's right here.

He wasn't here when I came in.

No, I just found
him down the hall.

Just got him back into bed.

Who are you?

I'm his boss, and hers.

Well, I don't know

how he could have
gotten up by himself

or pulled all this stuff out.

Well, I hope someone's
calling a doctor

and making a report on this.

He's got to remain in this bed.

I'll stay with him.

Agent Fowley, why don't you
see if you can help her.

That's an order, Agent Fowley.

She knows.

You can read her mind?

Yeah.

We got to act fast.

The doctor's on his way.

No doctors. Get me Scully.

I don't know where she is.

Look, I know
you've been compromised.

I know Krycek is
threatening your life,

blackmailing you.

You don't think I can trust you,

but it's not you that I need.

Then who?

Him.

Kritschgau.

Ask him to prove it.

Prove what?

What's causing this.

It's a brain abnormality.

It's how you're able
to read minds.

What's causing this is alien.

That's why my doctors
can't help me.

I don't believe in aliens,
Agent Mulder.

I think you know that.

I do.

That's why I need you.

The work here is painstaking...

a slow and tedious
piecing together.

It appears to be a craft,

its skin covered
in the intricate symbols

you and I both saw,
but which I now understand

are part
of a complex communication.

Dr. Barnes has broken some
of the symbols into letters,

using an ancient
Navajo alphabet,

and though it has helped
to uncover some of what's here,

it has also made for
greater confusion.

On the top surface of the craft,

I'm finding words
describing human genetics.

Efforts to read the bottom
of the craft have been harder.

Our workers were scared away

by phenomena I admit
I can't explain...

a sea of blood, a
swarm of insects.

But what little we have found
has been staggering...

passages from the Christian
Bible, from pagan religions,

from ancient Sumeria...

science and mysticism conjoined.

But more than words, they are
somehow imbued with power.

I've ignored warnings
to quit this work,

remaining committed
to finding answers,

afraid only that our
secret here won't last

and that I might be too late.

I have something to show you...

more pieces of the puzzle.

I couldn't believe it.

I thought I was
making it up in my head,

that it could not be true.

What?

What this is.

What the symbols spell out
is a passage from the Koran.

"The day of final judgment."

On a spacecraft?

Teachings of the ancient
prophet Mohammed?

I found more, too.

24 panels...

one for each human chromosome.

A map of their makeup...

maybe a map of our
entire genetic makeup.

A complete human genome.

I mean, it's like...

it's the most beautiful...

intricate work of art.

It is the word of God.

You're wrong.

There is no God.

What's out there on the water...

is only what we call "God,"
what we call "creation"...

the spark that ignited
the fire that cooked

the old primordial soup,
made animate from inanimate...

made us.

I believe he is
mad from the sun.

Mad?

I'm perfectly sane...

because today
I understand everything,

beginning and end,
alpha and omega,

everything in between.

It's all been written.

But the word is
"extraterrestrial."

You're sick, Dr. Barnes.

You need to get off your feet,

lie down.

You think you're going
to take the credit?

This is my discovery.

I'm only here to help my friend.

You can't help him.

You're wasting your time
reading it.

It has power.

It is power...

the ultimate power.

Your friend just got too close.

No one leaves here before me.

We developed this

to test remote-viewing
capabilities.

It works much like a card trick.

You tap the monitor
where the saucer image appears,

when it appears,
or when you think it does.

Okay?

Who ya gonna call?

Now.

Now.

Now.

Now. Now.

Now. Now.

Now.

All right, Agent Mulder, fine.

You're at about

five percent accuracy.

I'm assuming

that's low.

At the CIA,

a high degree of ability

was 20%.

25% was extraordinary.

But I see them in my head.

You saw his ability earlier.

It was you who pointed it out.

Well, our tests showed
that some people

have psychic ability, sure.

I mean, E.S.P., clairvoyance,
remote viewing,

but it was never

attributed to aliens.

You don't want to believe.

You're not looking hard enough.

One more time, faster.

He's ahead of the images.

He's anticipating.

They've come back.

They were dead.

They've come back to life!

The ship... it brought them
back to life!

We have to get to the police.

That is where I'm going.

This is the road to Abidjan.

Stop!

That was him.

That was the man
I saw in the tent,

in the road.

Some truths are not for you.

Are you all right?

Oh, God.
What are you doing?

You were cold.

I was just feeling

to see if you were still alive.

What happened to you?

To me?

You slammed on the brakes.

There was a man.

That's right... in the road.

No. He was right there...

sitting right where you are
in your seat.

The men were right.

This is a bad sign.

A sign to give up.

Turn us around.

Not back to the beach.

No.

I'm going home.

Agent Mulder.

Agent Mulder,

I don't know if you can hear me,

but we're going to try
to get you out of here.

A.M. nurse is on
in five minutes.

We got to move.

I don't think he's in any shape.

I'm going to hit him
pretty hard.

Maybe we can get
him on his feet.

What are you doing?

I know what you're doing.

I'm trying to help him.

No, this isn't about him...
it's about you,

it's about revenge against
the government for trying

to destroy your life.

I was destroyed to protect
what Mulder knew all along.

Now he's the proof...
he's the X File.

We can't just keep
shooting him full of drugs.

It's gone too far.

How far should it go?!

How far would Mulder go?

Hey! What's going on here?

Let me see your hands.

Hands!

Step away.

Agent Fowley, what the hell

do you think you're doing?

What am I doing?
What are you doing, sir,

with this?

I want you to face the wall.

Do you hear me?
Face the wall.

Let me explain.

What was this man given?

What was in this syringe?

Phenytoin.

Let me tell you what it does.

How much did you give him?

What dosage was this?

Let me tell you why we did it.

He's going into seizure!

Watch his head.

Mr. Mulder?

Hold him.
Hold him.

Dr. Barnes...

...Dr. Barnes.

Dr. Barnes?

I'm so sorry.

I know what's happened to you.

I know what you're
suffering from.

I've been sitting
back and watching.

I know you know.

I know you know about me...

that my loyalties
aren't just to you...

...but to a man you've
grown to despise.

You have your reasons,

but, as you look inside me now,

you know that I have mine.

Fox...

Fox, I love you.

I've loved you for so long.

You know that, too.

And I won't let you die...

to prove what you are,
to prove what's inside you.

There's no need to prove it.

It's been known for so long.

Now we can be together.

Where is he?

Is he still in the hospital?

Where have you been?

Is he still at
Georgetown Memorial?

You can't get to him.

Do you know where he is
or don't you?

He's in the
neuro-psych ward,

but it's no good, Agent Scully.

Agent Scully!

I have been on a plane

for 22 hours.

I have to see him.

Then I think you should
know what you're

going to see if you can
even get on the ward.

There's been some trouble.

What kind of trouble?

I got this man
Kritschgau involved.

Kritschgau?

It's a long story,
but it ended badly.

They've got Mulder
under security now

around the clock.

I take full responsibility.

Responsibility for what?

He can't even communicate,
Agent Scully.

They won't treat him
because they don't know

what's wrong with him.

They said he was dying.

I had to do something.

He's not dying.

I'm afraid it's true.

He's not dying.

He is more alive
than he's ever been.

He's more alive
than his body can withstand,

and what's causing it may be
extraterrestrial in origin.

I know.

But there's nothing
to be done about it.

They're going
to deny you access.

Maybe as his partner,

but not as his doctor.

He's alive.

He's come back to life.

Holy mother of God.

Hello?

I need to see him.

I'm begging you, please.

Mulder, it's me.

I know that you can hear me.

If you can just
give me some sign.

I want you to know
where I've been...

what I found.

I think that, if you know,

that you could find
a way to hold on.

I need you to hold on.

I found a key...

the key...

to every question that
has ever been asked.

It's a puzzle...

but the pieces are there
for us to put together,

and I know that
they can save you

if you can just hold on.

Mulder...

Please.

Hold on.

I made this!