The X-Files (1993–…): Season 7, Episode 12 - X-Cops - full transcript
The investigation of a neighborhood monster isn't too weird for the crew of Cops to follow around Mulder and Scully.
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Cops is filmed on location...
with the men and women
of law enforcement.
All suspects are innocent until
proven guilty in a court of law.
Yeah, I don't know
what it is about a full moon.
It's just, uh... There's something
about it. People just go off the wall.
These are some pretty scary
neighborhoods to begin with.
I haven't been on the job
that long myself,
but I've seen more than
my fair share of crazy stuff.
When the moon is full,
it's just like times ten.
I don't know, uh...
I don't know.
Maybe it's the tides
or something.
But irregardless,
we're on the job.
And if that makes people breathe a
little easier knowing we're out there...
or being a little less nervous
walking the streets at night,
well, that's a good feeling.
Okay.
We got a report of somebody lurking
around the neighborhood making noise.
Actually, I take that back.
We got a report of a...
a monster lurking around
the neighborhood.
What...
Hey, it's a full moon.
A lot of drug activity
in this district.
We're probably looking at
somebody rattlin' doorknobs...
trying to steal some money
for a quick fix.
Usually, they're not
the stealthiest of criminals,
so maybe
we'll get lucky,
sneak up on 'em.
212-Adam is 10-97.
212-Adam is 10-97 at 543 Vogel.
212-Adam to Dispatch.
I don't see anything.
Can you let the lady know
inside her house... know I'm out here?
212-Adam, copy your request.
Calling now.
- Figures, doesn't it? Psst!
A lot of scratches.
Maybe a big dog's
probably what she saw.
Sheriff s Department!
Uh...
- Senora?
Man, she's scared of somethin'.
- Hey, you, there!
You, freeze!
Sheriff s Department!
Freeze!
Sheriff s Department!
Run! Run to the car!
Back to the car, now!
Now! Run!
Run,
Run!
Now! Now! Come on!
Get up! Go, go, go!
Back to the car!
Come on! Run!
Run!
Get in the car!
Get in the car!
Holy
Come on!
10-33! 10-33!
Patrol Adam needs assistance!
I need assistance at the 500 block
of Vogel! I need assistance!
I need...
9-9-9! 9-9-9!
Everybody all right?
Hey, you all right?
You all right?
Keith.
What was this?
I was responding to a 9-21
at this house right here, and, uh...
- It was a prowler call.
- You flipped it?
No, no. Hell, no, I didn't...
I didn't flip it.
It was...
We were parked.
The...
We were attacked.
- By who? By gangbangers?
- Uh...
- Keith?
- Yeah. Yeah, it was... it was gangbangers.
Okay.
Fan out and search.
Hey, you'd better double
everybody up.
Okay, hold on a minute.
Uh, everybody double up.
Set up a command post
and check on that air shift.
How many?
Keith? Keith?
Um, you know,
I didn't get a good look. Maybe...
4-17 suspects
on foot just one block north of Holly.
Armed suspects! Bring some units
around side Holly Street!
Get your hands up! Get your hands up!
We're the F.B.I.!
- Turn around!
- I've got I.D. in my back pocket!
- We're investigating a case!
- Hands behind your head!
- Check the I.D.!
Hands behind your head!
Check my I.D.
in the back pocket.
They're both F.B.I.
Give 'em back their guns.
- Thank you.
- We're investigating a case.
- What case?
- Same case you're working on.
- So who we looking for?
- Not "who." What.
- Mulder, what the hell is going on here?
- I don't know.
- You okay? You all right?
- See the claw marks here?
- You okay? You all right?
- See the claw marks here?
Someone tried to get in.
Hey, Deputy? Deputy, can you describe
for me what you saw?
Um... Well, I mean,
it's pretty dark,
and I-I didn't really see.
- I don't know what... I don't know.
- You must've seen something...
in order to run away from it.
Huh? You were responding
to the same call we were...
of a monster
prowling the neighborhood.
We've been to this house before.
The lady has a history of medication.
- You know what I mean?
- Yeah, maybe. But she's not the only one seeing monsters.
There's been half a dozen such sightings
in this area in the past 60 days.
Were you aware of that?
- No.
- Yeah.
Also, these sightings only occur
on nights when there's a full moon,
- Which tells me something.
- What?
What you saw was large, right?
Maybe seven, eight feet tall...
when it stood up on its two legs,
and it was covered in fur...
and had glowing red eyes
and claws...
claws sharp enough to gouge
the wood off that front door.
- You're not serious?
- And dare I forget teeth?
It bit you, didn't it?
Yeah, look at that.
Deputy, how long were you gonna
hide that from the E.M.T. s?
- I don't...
- Where'd you get that, Keith?
I don't even know
where that came from.
I mean, I didn't see anything
that he's talking about.
Big teeth,
eight feet tall.
- What the hell are you describing?
- A werewolf.
- Excuse me?
- It's what did that.
It also attacked one Hymen Escallera
29 days ago during the last full moon.
Hymen died of his wounds
in Compton General Hospital,
but not before giving a detailed
description of what attacked him.
My partner and I
are here to catch it.
Unfortunately, though, Deputy,
you've been bitten.
The skin is broken.
Werewolf law pretty much
universally holds that...
someone who's been bitten by such a creature
is gonna become such a creature himself.
- So...
- Wait a minute. I mean...
But see, that's not really
what happened, though.
I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to
be isolated and kept under guard.
With all due respect, what the
are you talkin'about?
I'm talking about preventing this man from
becoming a danger to himself and to others.
- Can I see your badge again?
- Agent Mulder?
Can we have a word
a second?
Excuse me.
What is it?
What is it? Mulder, have you noticed
that we're on television?
I don't think it's live television,
Scully. She just said
But it's a camera,
and it's recording.
It's recording everything that you
are saying. Do you understand that?
I just wanna make sure
that you're clear on that.
Sure, I'm clear on that,
Scully.
My point being, Mulder,
that we are on a case.
Well, this presents an opportunity.
I feel we're very close here.
And the possibility of capturing
concrete proof of the paranormal...
of a werewolf in front of a national
audience, even an international audience...
- What's not to love?
- Well...
Look, Mulder, you wanna talk about werewolves
to me, you can knock yourself out.
I may not agree with you, but at least
I'm not gonna hold it against you.
But this... Mulder,
this could ruin your career.
What career?
Scully, I appreciate it.
You don't want me looking foolish.
I do.
I appreciate that.
I don't want me
looking foolish, Mulder.
Okay, fine.
Well, do me a favor.
Will you just escort
Deputy Wetzel to the hospital?
Just keep an eye on him
in case I'm right? Thank you.
- I'm gonna call Skinner, Mulder.
- Okay.
I'm sure he's gonna wanna say
a couple words about this.
Guys, give it a rest,
huh?
She says, uh... I guess
she's calling it a claw monster...
was trying to break
into the house and get her.
Uh, it was big and had claws
pretty much. Keeps going on and on.
Yeah, all right. Tell her to describe it
in detail to the sketch artist.
- Will you work with her? Yeah.
- Claw monster?
- Just do it, Ricky.
- Okay.
Hey, look at that.
Excuse me.
Look at this.
It's like five claw marks.
Just like the human hand has five fingers.
Pretty much the same spread too.
- Agent, you seriously believe...
- Huh?
we're lookin' for
some kind of a...
I'll show you.
This.
This is what
Hymen Escallera described...
just before succumbing
to his injuries.
Ten to one, that's what
Mrs. Guerrero's gonna describe too.
Sir? Sir?
We got your suspect.
Claw monster! Claw monster!
Claw monster. Boy, you know,
they kill him in every movie,
and he just
keeps coming back.
- Now, this is... this is strange.
- Mm-hmm.
Gracias, Mrs. Guerrero.
We're lookin' for gangbangers.
Um, you don't think it's some guy
dressed up like Freddy Krueger, do you?
Can somebody walk me to my car? It's
dark out, and I'm parked up the street.
Yeah, come on, Ricky.
I'll walk you to your car.
- Can I return this vest later?
- Yeah, you can return the vest later.
- This is what she was tellin'...
- That's what she's saying. That's the claw monster.
You catch?
- Catch-Catch him?
- Si. Si.
You catch.
How's Deputy Wetzel?
- You let him get released?
- Well,
those weren't
teeth marks, Mulder.
They turned out
to be insect bites.
Individual welts
or stings of some sort.
Together, they just look like
a larger pattern,
especially when
we want them to.
Although, it was
an understandable conclusion...
that I'm sure
anybody would have made.
So what did
Skinner say?
He said that the F.B.I.
has nothing to hide,
and neither do we.
If it makes you feel any better,
I'm not entirely convinced...
that we're looking for
a werewolf anymore.
- Oh. All right. Good.
- Yeah, it's something else.
I'm not sure what.
Some other kind of creature though.
- I have a... Hey, what's going on?
Six blocks from here.
Could be what we're looking for.
No. You go
with someone else.
Man down at the corner of...
Guys, watch out.
I'm a doctor.
Oh, man, it's Ricky.
That's what I was afraid of, Scully.
When a fellow officer
goes down in the line of duty,
or even if it's...
even if it's not a fellow officer...
if it's just somebody working
part-time with the department...
in a support, uh...
artistic capacity...
like Ricky there...
we all feel it.
Uh, that there is
every cop's worst nightmare.
But that's when you gotta
cowboy up and give 150 percent...
and catch the bad guys.
Last call from his phone
was made to the Road Club.
Ricky called in requesting roadside
assistance for his flat tire.
He asked them to hurry.
He said he didn't feel safe.
- What's that?
- Our suspect, apparently.
- The slash marks match up pretty well,
wouldn't you say?
Somebody lost a nail.
Nice color.
Check out this color,
Mulder.
Blood red.
Hey, uh, who called 911
on this?
Steve and Edy?
Sergeant Paula.
The Steve and Edy?
They're good folk. They usually call us
if there's trouble in the neighborhood.
- Ooh.
- Oh, my God! Look at this!
- Look at all these people. Lord!
- How are you doin' this evening?
- We fine.
- Can y'all tell us what happened out here?
Not with me lookin'
like this. Mm-mmm.
Now, you should know
better than that, Sergeant Paula!
Like she gonna run from a camera.
Look it here.
We heard all this screamin',
peeked out the window,
and this boy with crazy hair
was having a conniption fit...
all rolled up there
by the phone.
You didn't see his...
his attacker?
- Mmm.
- I'm ready for my close-up.
Ain't nobody care about your scabby ass.
This is police business.
- What?
- Now, I didn't see...
- What'd you say? Attacker?
- Attacker.
- No, he was just kind of all rolled up and yellin'.
- Mm-hmm.
Did you see anything...
that looked like this?
- Ooh, stop!
- Or this?
- Ooh! Excuse me?
- That's gonna give me nightmares.
- So you didn't see anything at all?
- Uh-uh. No.
Did you, uh...
Did you see a woman?
- Mmm. Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.
- Chantara. I know that skanky-ass color anywhere.
- Mm-hmm.
- Sure do.
- Chantara a streetwalker?
- Mm-hmm. She work the corner.
- Mm-hmm.
- She on the pipe, so we don't associate.
- Oh, yeah.
- Mm-mmm. No.
- You know what I'm sayin'?
Well, we should go...
We should go talk to Chantara then.
- Well, I wish you would. Mm-hmm.
- That's right.
Hey! Hey!
When I'm a-get my own TV show?
- If I didn't care
- Oh, she's showin' off now.
- More than words can say
- Stop! Stop! Get in there! Stop this!
- Would you excuse us? Excuse us.
- If I didn't care
Get in there! Stop this!
Bye, y'all. Bye.
So apparently,
we're on the lookout...
for someone whose hair
matches her fingernails.
Bubblegum pink. That would be
a good color for you, Scully.
I'd have to say that at this point
in the investigation,
I'm-I'm usually
a little more secure...
in-in what it is
we're actually investigating.
But we've had so many conflicting
eyewitness reports...
that it's hard to ascertain exactly
what it is we're looking for.
But the crimes we are investigating
are... are paranormal.
I can say that...
with absolute conviction.
And the nature of these crimes,
they're-they're notoriously hard to quantify...
in any kind of rigorous scientific
level, as Agent Scully will tell you.
- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah, which in its own way...
is a kind of a validation, if
you think about it, in and of itself.
But, you know, that's our job.
That's why they pay us the big bucks.
Bubblegum pink.
- Don't run! F.B.I.!
- Chantara Gomez?
- Chantara...
- Chantara Gomez?
- Don't run! It's okay.
- It's okay.
- It's all right.
- Chantara Gomez?
- Can I see your hands, please?
- I didn't do nothing!
Can I see your hands, please?
It's okay.
- We need to see your hands.
- Show her your hands.
Earlier this evening, a man
was attacked. He was badly slashed.
And do you realize that
this places you at the crime scene?
Fisher and Delmont. That's
your usual hang, isn't it, Chantara?
Look, I heard screaming, okay?
And I went and I tried to help this guy.
And when I heard the sirens, I just
ran away, okay? I didn't do nothing!
Look, I believe you.
I think you saw something.
You witnessed something.
Tell me what it is.
- I can't.
- You can tell us, Chantara.
- Come on. It's okay.
- Chantara.
If you're afraid that what you tell us,
we're not gonna believe it, don't be.
So whatever it is
you saw tonight,
whatever it is,
whatever you think you saw,
however strange
or terrifying or bizarre,
you are not gonna
surprise me.
Okay?
You'll protect me
from Chuko?
- Who's Chuko?
- Mi novio.
He's the one who cut that guy up,
not me! I didn't do anything!
- I'm sorry. What?
- Mi novio. Her boyfriend.
No, I got that.
Look, he's been chasing me
for a week, okay?
He said he was gonna twist my neck off like a
little chicken if I didn't give him more money.
- Chuko.
- Chuko Munos.
The cops know who he is.
This is my favorite part of the job...
knockin' down crack houses.
I heard that.
I don't understand.
I told you everything you need to know!
- Chantara, first of all,
- I just wanna go home now!
you are not out of the woods yet as far
as possible accessory charges, all right?
- Chuko's the one you want!
- So the sooner we find him, the sooner we can let you go.
He's gonna kill me! You don't
understand! He's gonna kill me!
He told me he was gonna
twist my neck off like a chicken!
Chantara, no one's
gonna kill you.
- He's gonna kill me!
- Chantara, look around... look around you!
You see all the deputies here?
You see? No one is going to get you.
- Now, what's more, Deputy Wetzel here...
is going to keep an eye on you
while we go and put the cuffs on Chuko.
No one is going
to get you.
Chuko Munos.
The man himself.
Only distinguishing feature
is a tattoo on his skull.
- He's not our guy.
- What do you mean?
I don't care how bad his rep is,
he can't turn over a squad car.
Maybe not by himself,
but he's probably got friends, right?
There's something else
going on.
Let's hit it.
Units on a warrant.
Let's hold all radio traffic.
Go, go, go!
Hands above your head!
Get your hands above your head!
- Clear above your head!
- Let's see your hands!
- Have you seen Chuko Munos?
- you, mother...
Put your hands on the wall!
On the wall!
Get your hands off me.
Oh, man.
Agents! Agents, in here.
Hey, what happened?
Wake up.
- What happened to your friend in there?
- Check the tattoo.
- Looks like he O.D. 'd.
- Yeah, but how long ago?
Couple days. Maybe a week.
He didn't attack Ricky Kola,
that's for sure.
- Shots fired!
- It's here!
- What?
- It's gettin'away!
- What you got? What you shooting at?
What are you shooting at?
Keith, what are you doin'?
It came back.
It was here.
- It-It was here.
- Keith!
Oh, man. I heard her screamin',
and I tried to...
I tried to stop it.
I swear to you, I tried.
- I did everything I could do.
- Oh, sh...
I did everything I could do.
What is it, Mulder?
What...
- Call it in.
- 212-40, I have a possible 9-27.
I wish someone would explain
to me what the hell is going on here.
It just doesn't make sense.
Keith Wetzel may be a little green,
but he is a solid deputy.
Nothing could've gotten past him
and killed that woman.
There's no sign of what he was
shooting at. This is all we found.
Nine millimeter.
It's our issue.
- Where did you find that?
- It was lying in the middle of the street.
Doesn't look like
a ricochet.
Maybe Wetzel hit what he was aiming at.
Excuse me.
Hey, Deputy.
You ready
to talk to me now?
You and I both know you saw something.
We're way past claiming you didn't.
I only know
what I thought I saw.
Well, describe it
for me.
The Wasp Man.
The Wasp Man?
- It's ridicu... It's ridiculous.
Scary stories my older brother
used to tell me when I was a kid...
about a monster,
head like a wasp...
and a mouth full of stingers
instead of teeth.
He said that it would
come get me in my sleep,
and that... and that it would
sting me to death.
So you're saying that the Wasp Man
attacked you both times...
- Here and earlier in the patrol car?
- I...
I'm not saying that
that's what it was, okay?
I mean, they didn't see it.
It's not on the videotape.
This-This can't be real.
No, I think maybe it can.
Just relax a minute. Excuse me.
Scully, we came on this case
lookin' for a werewolf, right?
No, you did.
That's correct.
Hymen Escallera claimed
he was attacked by a werewolf,
and the wounds that he sustained
would seem to bear that out, right?
And then, uh,
Wetzel over here sees a wasp man...
with stingers for teeth,
and he gets a bite mark...
that you say is irrefutably
insect-like, right?
Mulder, that's not exactly...
And another eyewitness
claims she sees Freddy Krueger.
Scully, what if... what if
we're dealing with one creature,
one entity, that when it attacks appears
to you as your worst nightmare?
Fear. Maybe that's what
this thing feeds on.
Okay, well,
for the sake of this argument, - Yeah?
how would one catch
something like that?
Probably by... by figuring out
how it chooses its prey.
I mean, they're...
It seems to spread like a contagion.
One person's fear becomes the next.
There's a definite chain of victims.
Tonight it went from Mrs. Guerrero
to Wetzel and the sketch artist.
And then from the sketch artist
to Chantara Gomez.
- And then... Right.
- Chantara Gomez back to Wetzel.
- But you're missing someone, Mulder.
- Who?
Edy.
Steve and Edy.
They're a part
of this chain too.
And according to your theory,
they would've been attacked, right?
So we're back at the home
of Steve and Edy.
We should probably check on them because
they seem to fit a victim profile.
I'm sorry.
Are you talking to me?
- Shut up! What's going on with you?
- Hey!
What the hell are...
What the hell is this?
Steve, are you gonna be all right?
I'm all right.
Somebody ask if I'm all right.!
I'm the victim! I'm the victim here!
He don't treat me right.
- All right.
- You better appreciate me, or I'll walk!
- The hell you would!
- We're not here to get involved in any kind of personal...
He treats my mama with disrespect!
He treats me with disrespect!
- Oh, shut up!
- We're not here to get involved with personal problems.
- See? You! You shut up!
- Settle down.
He won't make love to me.
Oh. Uh...
- I should have never touched your stupid ass!
- All right.
- Oh, no, no!
- Look, you guys.
Steve, Edy, the reason
why we are here...
is because we are concerned
about your safety.
- How's that?
- We're concerned about your lives.
You witnessed a violent attack
right across the street from your house.
So you say! I just saw
a rolled up boy with crazy hair!
Well, take our word for it.
Because of your proximity to the attack,
we think you may be
targeted as well.
- Why? Because we called the police?
- No, no, no.
That's not why.
I can't really explain it exactly, but...
I think the key is to remain
unemotional, okay?
Try to stay calm.
Try to keep your heart rate down.
Try to keep your adrenaline down.
Try to...
- Just try to relax.
- Oh, no!
Good luck! You don't know
who you're talkin'to about that!
Oh, you!
Yeah, I think maybe we should
stay here for a little while.
All right, let's just...
let's just...
let's just, uh, relax.
Just relax.
Mr. Mulder, lookee here.
I got to go to bed.
How ya doin', Edy?
You still upset?
I'm scared.
You're scared?
I'm scared
he's gonna leave me.
Oh!
No, man. No.
You think we should
take 'em to a hotel?
- We don't need no hotel.
- Mm-mmm.
- We've been livin' in this house for 17 years.
- Oh, yeah.
- Ain't nobody gonna chase us out.
- Mm-mmm.
- You're not afraid?
- Now, I didn't say that.
I said ain't nobody
gonna chase us out.
- Mm-mmm.
- No.
Oh, God.
More of you?
- Are we any closer to an arrest?
- I'm afraid not.
- Mulder, what next?
- Well, I'd say...
we should station
a couple deputies out here,
but I don't think
it's coming back here.
We're just playing catch-up with this
thing. It doesn't do what you'd expect.
And, uh... Well, we got
four or five hours till the moon sets.
The attacks only occur on a full moon.
Then we're out of luck.
Well, I want to examine
Chantara Gomez.
- For a possible contagion?
- Your contagion of fear?
- Yeah. No?
- No.
But if I can't figure out what this thing
was, at least I can figure out what it wasn't.
Make it fast.
And fill that tank up with gas.
Uh, Deputy, you're the only person
that's seen this twice,
so I'd like to ride with you
if you don't mind.
- Let's go.
- Thanks.
You really believe me,
huh?
You really believe I saw
what I thought I saw?
Yeah, I believe you.
- Why?
- Why do I believe you?
Yeah, I mean, what proof do you have
what I'm saying is real?
I mean, it's not...
it's not on the videotape.
The camera doesn't always
tell the whole story.
And what about
your partner?
Does she believe me?
I don't think
she thinks you're lying.
Yeah, but what?
Maybe I'm crazy?
I've been on the job 18 months.
It's all I ever wanted to do.
Right out of the gate,
I get some kind of rep like I'm crazy.
I mean,
you know how cops are.
How's somebody supposed
to live that down?
I don't know.
I guess just do
good work.
I mean, it's a hard enough
job already, you know?
You want to help people, but it's like
the freakin' wild west out here.
You know people hate you?
Every shift I go out
thinkin'...
Go ahead.
I go out thinkin', "You know,
there is somebody out there...
"who wants to take me out.
Am I gonna
run into him tonight?"
It's hard to have a fast-track career
in law enforcement...
when everybody thinks
you're nuts.
Tell me about it.
Chantara Gomez, age 31.
Apparent cause of death
is the fracturing...
of the second and third
cervical vertebrae.
There are contusions
consistent with a choking...
or a throttling
by very powerful hands.
People are saying her pimp killed her
from beyond the grave.
That's the story going around.
It's crazy, huh?
Well, let's see if we can
put that story to rest, shall we?
The other thing I heard
was, uh,
something about contagion.
- Like, with this body?
That's-That's completely
inaccurate.
It's, uh...
The investigation is... We're moving
towards an apparent chain of victims.
And I seriously doubt that
we're gonna find anything...
that looks like
a contagious pathology here.
Because, I mean, if we were,
we should be taking precautions.
If the body
could be contagious, you...
We're not even
wearing masks.
Look, this is obviously
a murder here.
I mean, this woman died
of a broken neck, right?
Not the hantavirus.
- Who said anything about the hantavirus?
- Nobody.
I just... I was, um...
It was a figure of speech.
The reason I ask is,
why is it so urgent...
to do an autopsy
at 3:00 in the morning?
I mean, that kind of rush.
It's just unheard of.
We are trying to look
for the killer.
We got murder victims
stacked three deep in the freezer.
Plus, you got this camera crew
recording everything. Why?
Because the F.B.I.
has nothing to hide.
Look, there is
no ulterior motive here.
It's...
Are you gonna
help me out here or what?
Yeah, of course.
Thank you.
Why did you mention
the hantavirus?
- Look, I...
Oh, my God.
- Call 911. Call 911!
911! Get out of here!
Come on!
It's not the hantavirus.
It looks for all the world
like the hantavirus,
but I can promise you
that it's not.
Well, I mean, she exhibited
all the symptoms...
the hemorrhagic fever,
the severe chills, acute shock...
I mean, the thing is that they all
developed in a matter of seconds.
And the hantavirus
doesn't kill that fast.
I mean, no virus in the world
kills that fast.
You were talking about the hantavirus
right before she died?
- Why?
- Because she kept bringing it up.
I mean, it was like
the power of suggestion, Mulder.
She was standing there. She was saying
that she was afraid of contagion.
And then all of a sudden,
she just...
She was afraid.
She was afraid,
and her fear killed her in the worst
possible way that she could imagine.
- And what do you mean by that?
- It's the same.
It's the same M.O., what we've been
looking for all night.
This entity or force somehow vectored off
Chantara Gomez to attack this other woman.
No, Mulder.
I was standing right here.
I didn't see anything.
They didn't see anything.
Yeah, but you weren't afraid.
The hell I wasn't afraid.
I don't know what's going on here.
No, you weren't afraid
for your life.
Neither were Steve and Edy,
and it left them alone.
Mortal fear. I think
that's what it comes down to.
This thing, whatever it is,
is attracted to that.
Everybody who was attacked
felt that intensely.
- For sakes.
- No, no, no. It makes perfect sense.
You asked me earlier, "What would
this thing be doing in Willow Park?"
Well, where else would it go
but a high-crime neighborhood?
Somewhere where people live behind barred
windows and are afraid to go out at night.
- Where's Deputy Wetzel?
- Back on patrol.
Mulder, you were... you were walking
around with him for three hours.
- You didn't see anything?
- No, no. But I was with him.
I was backing him up.
Like I said,
there's something about a full moon.
Things definitely
get strange.
Well, we checked
everyplace else tonight.
Let's check this place again.
Aw! Come on.
God...
- I'm callin' for backup.
Get out!
Get out now! Get out!
- It won't open!
- Let's go! I got it! I got it!
- Come on! I can't open it!
- Oh, God!
Oh...
That's Wetzel's car.
- Wetzel!
- Get the battering ram.
Let's go around back.
That gun's not gonna do ya any good.
That's
the battering ram.
Well, how come
they're not in yet?
- Wind?
- If you say so.
- I wonder who's in there.
Damn!
- I hate you guys.
- Where's Wetzel?
We don't know.
There's something out there.
- Stay where you are.
- yeah!
Look at this. Scully.
- Deputy Wetzel?
- Scully!
Have you found him?
Wetzel?
- Wetzel?
- Wetzel!
- Wetzel!
- Help me! Please help me!
Wetzel,
don't be afraid!
- It can't hurt you! Don't be afraid!
- That's what it wants! Look... Wetzel!
- Help me!
It can't hurt you! You're a
sheriff s deputy, Wetzel!
Don't be afraid now! You're on
national television, so cowboy up!
Jeez!
Wetzel.
He's alive.
- Deputy Wetzel!
We're up here!
What happened?
The sun just came up.
Hang in there, kid.
Do you think the deputy
stopped it, whatever it was?
Maybe it just went away
until the next full moon.
I don't know. You gotta figure
there's enough fear in the world...
that if it doesn't show up in Willow
Park, it's gonna show up someplace else.
You didn't get the proof
that you wanted, Mulder.
Well, hey, it all depends
on how they edit it together.
This is gonna be
a hard one to write up.
132 at Bush. I've got him at gunpoint.
Okay, gunpoint.
132 and Bush. Cover's code three.
What you want, what you want
What you gonna do
When the SheriffJohn Brown
come for you
Tell me
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
Yeah
Bad boys, bad boys
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
when they come for you
Bad boys, bad boys
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
when they come for you
Nobody na
give you no break
Police na
give you no break
That old soldier man
na give you no break
Not even your idren
na give you no break
Bad boys, bad boys
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
when they come for you
Bad boys, bad boys
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
when they come for you
Cops is filmed on location...
with the men and women
of law enforcement.
All suspects are innocent until
proven guilty in a court of law.
Yeah, I don't know
what it is about a full moon.
It's just, uh... There's something
about it. People just go off the wall.
These are some pretty scary
neighborhoods to begin with.
I haven't been on the job
that long myself,
but I've seen more than
my fair share of crazy stuff.
When the moon is full,
it's just like times ten.
I don't know, uh...
I don't know.
Maybe it's the tides
or something.
But irregardless,
we're on the job.
And if that makes people breathe a
little easier knowing we're out there...
or being a little less nervous
walking the streets at night,
well, that's a good feeling.
Okay.
We got a report of somebody lurking
around the neighborhood making noise.
Actually, I take that back.
We got a report of a...
a monster lurking around
the neighborhood.
What...
Hey, it's a full moon.
A lot of drug activity
in this district.
We're probably looking at
somebody rattlin' doorknobs...
trying to steal some money
for a quick fix.
Usually, they're not
the stealthiest of criminals,
so maybe
we'll get lucky,
sneak up on 'em.
212-Adam is 10-97.
212-Adam is 10-97 at 543 Vogel.
212-Adam to Dispatch.
I don't see anything.
Can you let the lady know
inside her house... know I'm out here?
212-Adam, copy your request.
Calling now.
- Figures, doesn't it? Psst!
A lot of scratches.
Maybe a big dog's
probably what she saw.
Sheriff s Department!
Uh...
- Senora?
Man, she's scared of somethin'.
- Hey, you, there!
You, freeze!
Sheriff s Department!
Freeze!
Sheriff s Department!
Run! Run to the car!
Back to the car, now!
Now! Run!
Run,
Run!
Now! Now! Come on!
Get up! Go, go, go!
Back to the car!
Come on! Run!
Run!
Get in the car!
Get in the car!
Holy
Come on!
10-33! 10-33!
Patrol Adam needs assistance!
I need assistance at the 500 block
of Vogel! I need assistance!
I need...
9-9-9! 9-9-9!
Everybody all right?
Hey, you all right?
You all right?
Keith.
What was this?
I was responding to a 9-21
at this house right here, and, uh...
- It was a prowler call.
- You flipped it?
No, no. Hell, no, I didn't...
I didn't flip it.
It was...
We were parked.
The...
We were attacked.
- By who? By gangbangers?
- Uh...
- Keith?
- Yeah. Yeah, it was... it was gangbangers.
Okay.
Fan out and search.
Hey, you'd better double
everybody up.
Okay, hold on a minute.
Uh, everybody double up.
Set up a command post
and check on that air shift.
How many?
Keith? Keith?
Um, you know,
I didn't get a good look. Maybe...
4-17 suspects
on foot just one block north of Holly.
Armed suspects! Bring some units
around side Holly Street!
Get your hands up! Get your hands up!
We're the F.B.I.!
- Turn around!
- I've got I.D. in my back pocket!
- We're investigating a case!
- Hands behind your head!
- Check the I.D.!
Hands behind your head!
Check my I.D.
in the back pocket.
They're both F.B.I.
Give 'em back their guns.
- Thank you.
- We're investigating a case.
- What case?
- Same case you're working on.
- So who we looking for?
- Not "who." What.
- Mulder, what the hell is going on here?
- I don't know.
- You okay? You all right?
- See the claw marks here?
- You okay? You all right?
- See the claw marks here?
Someone tried to get in.
Hey, Deputy? Deputy, can you describe
for me what you saw?
Um... Well, I mean,
it's pretty dark,
and I-I didn't really see.
- I don't know what... I don't know.
- You must've seen something...
in order to run away from it.
Huh? You were responding
to the same call we were...
of a monster
prowling the neighborhood.
We've been to this house before.
The lady has a history of medication.
- You know what I mean?
- Yeah, maybe. But she's not the only one seeing monsters.
There's been half a dozen such sightings
in this area in the past 60 days.
Were you aware of that?
- No.
- Yeah.
Also, these sightings only occur
on nights when there's a full moon,
- Which tells me something.
- What?
What you saw was large, right?
Maybe seven, eight feet tall...
when it stood up on its two legs,
and it was covered in fur...
and had glowing red eyes
and claws...
claws sharp enough to gouge
the wood off that front door.
- You're not serious?
- And dare I forget teeth?
It bit you, didn't it?
Yeah, look at that.
Deputy, how long were you gonna
hide that from the E.M.T. s?
- I don't...
- Where'd you get that, Keith?
I don't even know
where that came from.
I mean, I didn't see anything
that he's talking about.
Big teeth,
eight feet tall.
- What the hell are you describing?
- A werewolf.
- Excuse me?
- It's what did that.
It also attacked one Hymen Escallera
29 days ago during the last full moon.
Hymen died of his wounds
in Compton General Hospital,
but not before giving a detailed
description of what attacked him.
My partner and I
are here to catch it.
Unfortunately, though, Deputy,
you've been bitten.
The skin is broken.
Werewolf law pretty much
universally holds that...
someone who's been bitten by such a creature
is gonna become such a creature himself.
- So...
- Wait a minute. I mean...
But see, that's not really
what happened, though.
I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to
be isolated and kept under guard.
With all due respect, what the
are you talkin'about?
I'm talking about preventing this man from
becoming a danger to himself and to others.
- Can I see your badge again?
- Agent Mulder?
Can we have a word
a second?
Excuse me.
What is it?
What is it? Mulder, have you noticed
that we're on television?
I don't think it's live television,
Scully. She just said
But it's a camera,
and it's recording.
It's recording everything that you
are saying. Do you understand that?
I just wanna make sure
that you're clear on that.
Sure, I'm clear on that,
Scully.
My point being, Mulder,
that we are on a case.
Well, this presents an opportunity.
I feel we're very close here.
And the possibility of capturing
concrete proof of the paranormal...
of a werewolf in front of a national
audience, even an international audience...
- What's not to love?
- Well...
Look, Mulder, you wanna talk about werewolves
to me, you can knock yourself out.
I may not agree with you, but at least
I'm not gonna hold it against you.
But this... Mulder,
this could ruin your career.
What career?
Scully, I appreciate it.
You don't want me looking foolish.
I do.
I appreciate that.
I don't want me
looking foolish, Mulder.
Okay, fine.
Well, do me a favor.
Will you just escort
Deputy Wetzel to the hospital?
Just keep an eye on him
in case I'm right? Thank you.
- I'm gonna call Skinner, Mulder.
- Okay.
I'm sure he's gonna wanna say
a couple words about this.
Guys, give it a rest,
huh?
She says, uh... I guess
she's calling it a claw monster...
was trying to break
into the house and get her.
Uh, it was big and had claws
pretty much. Keeps going on and on.
Yeah, all right. Tell her to describe it
in detail to the sketch artist.
- Will you work with her? Yeah.
- Claw monster?
- Just do it, Ricky.
- Okay.
Hey, look at that.
Excuse me.
Look at this.
It's like five claw marks.
Just like the human hand has five fingers.
Pretty much the same spread too.
- Agent, you seriously believe...
- Huh?
we're lookin' for
some kind of a...
I'll show you.
This.
This is what
Hymen Escallera described...
just before succumbing
to his injuries.
Ten to one, that's what
Mrs. Guerrero's gonna describe too.
Sir? Sir?
We got your suspect.
Claw monster! Claw monster!
Claw monster. Boy, you know,
they kill him in every movie,
and he just
keeps coming back.
- Now, this is... this is strange.
- Mm-hmm.
Gracias, Mrs. Guerrero.
We're lookin' for gangbangers.
Um, you don't think it's some guy
dressed up like Freddy Krueger, do you?
Can somebody walk me to my car? It's
dark out, and I'm parked up the street.
Yeah, come on, Ricky.
I'll walk you to your car.
- Can I return this vest later?
- Yeah, you can return the vest later.
- This is what she was tellin'...
- That's what she's saying. That's the claw monster.
You catch?
- Catch-Catch him?
- Si. Si.
You catch.
How's Deputy Wetzel?
- You let him get released?
- Well,
those weren't
teeth marks, Mulder.
They turned out
to be insect bites.
Individual welts
or stings of some sort.
Together, they just look like
a larger pattern,
especially when
we want them to.
Although, it was
an understandable conclusion...
that I'm sure
anybody would have made.
So what did
Skinner say?
He said that the F.B.I.
has nothing to hide,
and neither do we.
If it makes you feel any better,
I'm not entirely convinced...
that we're looking for
a werewolf anymore.
- Oh. All right. Good.
- Yeah, it's something else.
I'm not sure what.
Some other kind of creature though.
- I have a... Hey, what's going on?
Six blocks from here.
Could be what we're looking for.
No. You go
with someone else.
Man down at the corner of...
Guys, watch out.
I'm a doctor.
Oh, man, it's Ricky.
That's what I was afraid of, Scully.
When a fellow officer
goes down in the line of duty,
or even if it's...
even if it's not a fellow officer...
if it's just somebody working
part-time with the department...
in a support, uh...
artistic capacity...
like Ricky there...
we all feel it.
Uh, that there is
every cop's worst nightmare.
But that's when you gotta
cowboy up and give 150 percent...
and catch the bad guys.
Last call from his phone
was made to the Road Club.
Ricky called in requesting roadside
assistance for his flat tire.
He asked them to hurry.
He said he didn't feel safe.
- What's that?
- Our suspect, apparently.
- The slash marks match up pretty well,
wouldn't you say?
Somebody lost a nail.
Nice color.
Check out this color,
Mulder.
Blood red.
Hey, uh, who called 911
on this?
Steve and Edy?
Sergeant Paula.
The Steve and Edy?
They're good folk. They usually call us
if there's trouble in the neighborhood.
- Ooh.
- Oh, my God! Look at this!
- Look at all these people. Lord!
- How are you doin' this evening?
- We fine.
- Can y'all tell us what happened out here?
Not with me lookin'
like this. Mm-mmm.
Now, you should know
better than that, Sergeant Paula!
Like she gonna run from a camera.
Look it here.
We heard all this screamin',
peeked out the window,
and this boy with crazy hair
was having a conniption fit...
all rolled up there
by the phone.
You didn't see his...
his attacker?
- Mmm.
- I'm ready for my close-up.
Ain't nobody care about your scabby ass.
This is police business.
- What?
- Now, I didn't see...
- What'd you say? Attacker?
- Attacker.
- No, he was just kind of all rolled up and yellin'.
- Mm-hmm.
Did you see anything...
that looked like this?
- Ooh, stop!
- Or this?
- Ooh! Excuse me?
- That's gonna give me nightmares.
- So you didn't see anything at all?
- Uh-uh. No.
Did you, uh...
Did you see a woman?
- Mmm. Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.
- Chantara. I know that skanky-ass color anywhere.
- Mm-hmm.
- Sure do.
- Chantara a streetwalker?
- Mm-hmm. She work the corner.
- Mm-hmm.
- She on the pipe, so we don't associate.
- Oh, yeah.
- Mm-mmm. No.
- You know what I'm sayin'?
Well, we should go...
We should go talk to Chantara then.
- Well, I wish you would. Mm-hmm.
- That's right.
Hey! Hey!
When I'm a-get my own TV show?
- If I didn't care
- Oh, she's showin' off now.
- More than words can say
- Stop! Stop! Get in there! Stop this!
- Would you excuse us? Excuse us.
- If I didn't care
Get in there! Stop this!
Bye, y'all. Bye.
So apparently,
we're on the lookout...
for someone whose hair
matches her fingernails.
Bubblegum pink. That would be
a good color for you, Scully.
I'd have to say that at this point
in the investigation,
I'm-I'm usually
a little more secure...
in-in what it is
we're actually investigating.
But we've had so many conflicting
eyewitness reports...
that it's hard to ascertain exactly
what it is we're looking for.
But the crimes we are investigating
are... are paranormal.
I can say that...
with absolute conviction.
And the nature of these crimes,
they're-they're notoriously hard to quantify...
in any kind of rigorous scientific
level, as Agent Scully will tell you.
- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah, which in its own way...
is a kind of a validation, if
you think about it, in and of itself.
But, you know, that's our job.
That's why they pay us the big bucks.
Bubblegum pink.
- Don't run! F.B.I.!
- Chantara Gomez?
- Chantara...
- Chantara Gomez?
- Don't run! It's okay.
- It's okay.
- It's all right.
- Chantara Gomez?
- Can I see your hands, please?
- I didn't do nothing!
Can I see your hands, please?
It's okay.
- We need to see your hands.
- Show her your hands.
Earlier this evening, a man
was attacked. He was badly slashed.
And do you realize that
this places you at the crime scene?
Fisher and Delmont. That's
your usual hang, isn't it, Chantara?
Look, I heard screaming, okay?
And I went and I tried to help this guy.
And when I heard the sirens, I just
ran away, okay? I didn't do nothing!
Look, I believe you.
I think you saw something.
You witnessed something.
Tell me what it is.
- I can't.
- You can tell us, Chantara.
- Come on. It's okay.
- Chantara.
If you're afraid that what you tell us,
we're not gonna believe it, don't be.
So whatever it is
you saw tonight,
whatever it is,
whatever you think you saw,
however strange
or terrifying or bizarre,
you are not gonna
surprise me.
Okay?
You'll protect me
from Chuko?
- Who's Chuko?
- Mi novio.
He's the one who cut that guy up,
not me! I didn't do anything!
- I'm sorry. What?
- Mi novio. Her boyfriend.
No, I got that.
Look, he's been chasing me
for a week, okay?
He said he was gonna twist my neck off like a
little chicken if I didn't give him more money.
- Chuko.
- Chuko Munos.
The cops know who he is.
This is my favorite part of the job...
knockin' down crack houses.
I heard that.
I don't understand.
I told you everything you need to know!
- Chantara, first of all,
- I just wanna go home now!
you are not out of the woods yet as far
as possible accessory charges, all right?
- Chuko's the one you want!
- So the sooner we find him, the sooner we can let you go.
He's gonna kill me! You don't
understand! He's gonna kill me!
He told me he was gonna
twist my neck off like a chicken!
Chantara, no one's
gonna kill you.
- He's gonna kill me!
- Chantara, look around... look around you!
You see all the deputies here?
You see? No one is going to get you.
- Now, what's more, Deputy Wetzel here...
is going to keep an eye on you
while we go and put the cuffs on Chuko.
No one is going
to get you.
Chuko Munos.
The man himself.
Only distinguishing feature
is a tattoo on his skull.
- He's not our guy.
- What do you mean?
I don't care how bad his rep is,
he can't turn over a squad car.
Maybe not by himself,
but he's probably got friends, right?
There's something else
going on.
Let's hit it.
Units on a warrant.
Let's hold all radio traffic.
Go, go, go!
Hands above your head!
Get your hands above your head!
- Clear above your head!
- Let's see your hands!
- Have you seen Chuko Munos?
- you, mother...
Put your hands on the wall!
On the wall!
Get your hands off me.
Oh, man.
Agents! Agents, in here.
Hey, what happened?
Wake up.
- What happened to your friend in there?
- Check the tattoo.
- Looks like he O.D. 'd.
- Yeah, but how long ago?
Couple days. Maybe a week.
He didn't attack Ricky Kola,
that's for sure.
- Shots fired!
- It's here!
- What?
- It's gettin'away!
- What you got? What you shooting at?
What are you shooting at?
Keith, what are you doin'?
It came back.
It was here.
- It-It was here.
- Keith!
Oh, man. I heard her screamin',
and I tried to...
I tried to stop it.
I swear to you, I tried.
- I did everything I could do.
- Oh, sh...
I did everything I could do.
What is it, Mulder?
What...
- Call it in.
- 212-40, I have a possible 9-27.
I wish someone would explain
to me what the hell is going on here.
It just doesn't make sense.
Keith Wetzel may be a little green,
but he is a solid deputy.
Nothing could've gotten past him
and killed that woman.
There's no sign of what he was
shooting at. This is all we found.
Nine millimeter.
It's our issue.
- Where did you find that?
- It was lying in the middle of the street.
Doesn't look like
a ricochet.
Maybe Wetzel hit what he was aiming at.
Excuse me.
Hey, Deputy.
You ready
to talk to me now?
You and I both know you saw something.
We're way past claiming you didn't.
I only know
what I thought I saw.
Well, describe it
for me.
The Wasp Man.
The Wasp Man?
- It's ridicu... It's ridiculous.
Scary stories my older brother
used to tell me when I was a kid...
about a monster,
head like a wasp...
and a mouth full of stingers
instead of teeth.
He said that it would
come get me in my sleep,
and that... and that it would
sting me to death.
So you're saying that the Wasp Man
attacked you both times...
- Here and earlier in the patrol car?
- I...
I'm not saying that
that's what it was, okay?
I mean, they didn't see it.
It's not on the videotape.
This-This can't be real.
No, I think maybe it can.
Just relax a minute. Excuse me.
Scully, we came on this case
lookin' for a werewolf, right?
No, you did.
That's correct.
Hymen Escallera claimed
he was attacked by a werewolf,
and the wounds that he sustained
would seem to bear that out, right?
And then, uh,
Wetzel over here sees a wasp man...
with stingers for teeth,
and he gets a bite mark...
that you say is irrefutably
insect-like, right?
Mulder, that's not exactly...
And another eyewitness
claims she sees Freddy Krueger.
Scully, what if... what if
we're dealing with one creature,
one entity, that when it attacks appears
to you as your worst nightmare?
Fear. Maybe that's what
this thing feeds on.
Okay, well,
for the sake of this argument, - Yeah?
how would one catch
something like that?
Probably by... by figuring out
how it chooses its prey.
I mean, they're...
It seems to spread like a contagion.
One person's fear becomes the next.
There's a definite chain of victims.
Tonight it went from Mrs. Guerrero
to Wetzel and the sketch artist.
And then from the sketch artist
to Chantara Gomez.
- And then... Right.
- Chantara Gomez back to Wetzel.
- But you're missing someone, Mulder.
- Who?
Edy.
Steve and Edy.
They're a part
of this chain too.
And according to your theory,
they would've been attacked, right?
So we're back at the home
of Steve and Edy.
We should probably check on them because
they seem to fit a victim profile.
I'm sorry.
Are you talking to me?
- Shut up! What's going on with you?
- Hey!
What the hell are...
What the hell is this?
Steve, are you gonna be all right?
I'm all right.
Somebody ask if I'm all right.!
I'm the victim! I'm the victim here!
He don't treat me right.
- All right.
- You better appreciate me, or I'll walk!
- The hell you would!
- We're not here to get involved in any kind of personal...
He treats my mama with disrespect!
He treats me with disrespect!
- Oh, shut up!
- We're not here to get involved with personal problems.
- See? You! You shut up!
- Settle down.
He won't make love to me.
Oh. Uh...
- I should have never touched your stupid ass!
- All right.
- Oh, no, no!
- Look, you guys.
Steve, Edy, the reason
why we are here...
is because we are concerned
about your safety.
- How's that?
- We're concerned about your lives.
You witnessed a violent attack
right across the street from your house.
So you say! I just saw
a rolled up boy with crazy hair!
Well, take our word for it.
Because of your proximity to the attack,
we think you may be
targeted as well.
- Why? Because we called the police?
- No, no, no.
That's not why.
I can't really explain it exactly, but...
I think the key is to remain
unemotional, okay?
Try to stay calm.
Try to keep your heart rate down.
Try to keep your adrenaline down.
Try to...
- Just try to relax.
- Oh, no!
Good luck! You don't know
who you're talkin'to about that!
Oh, you!
Yeah, I think maybe we should
stay here for a little while.
All right, let's just...
let's just...
let's just, uh, relax.
Just relax.
Mr. Mulder, lookee here.
I got to go to bed.
How ya doin', Edy?
You still upset?
I'm scared.
You're scared?
I'm scared
he's gonna leave me.
Oh!
No, man. No.
You think we should
take 'em to a hotel?
- We don't need no hotel.
- Mm-mmm.
- We've been livin' in this house for 17 years.
- Oh, yeah.
- Ain't nobody gonna chase us out.
- Mm-mmm.
- You're not afraid?
- Now, I didn't say that.
I said ain't nobody
gonna chase us out.
- Mm-mmm.
- No.
Oh, God.
More of you?
- Are we any closer to an arrest?
- I'm afraid not.
- Mulder, what next?
- Well, I'd say...
we should station
a couple deputies out here,
but I don't think
it's coming back here.
We're just playing catch-up with this
thing. It doesn't do what you'd expect.
And, uh... Well, we got
four or five hours till the moon sets.
The attacks only occur on a full moon.
Then we're out of luck.
Well, I want to examine
Chantara Gomez.
- For a possible contagion?
- Your contagion of fear?
- Yeah. No?
- No.
But if I can't figure out what this thing
was, at least I can figure out what it wasn't.
Make it fast.
And fill that tank up with gas.
Uh, Deputy, you're the only person
that's seen this twice,
so I'd like to ride with you
if you don't mind.
- Let's go.
- Thanks.
You really believe me,
huh?
You really believe I saw
what I thought I saw?
Yeah, I believe you.
- Why?
- Why do I believe you?
Yeah, I mean, what proof do you have
what I'm saying is real?
I mean, it's not...
it's not on the videotape.
The camera doesn't always
tell the whole story.
And what about
your partner?
Does she believe me?
I don't think
she thinks you're lying.
Yeah, but what?
Maybe I'm crazy?
I've been on the job 18 months.
It's all I ever wanted to do.
Right out of the gate,
I get some kind of rep like I'm crazy.
I mean,
you know how cops are.
How's somebody supposed
to live that down?
I don't know.
I guess just do
good work.
I mean, it's a hard enough
job already, you know?
You want to help people, but it's like
the freakin' wild west out here.
You know people hate you?
Every shift I go out
thinkin'...
Go ahead.
I go out thinkin', "You know,
there is somebody out there...
"who wants to take me out.
Am I gonna
run into him tonight?"
It's hard to have a fast-track career
in law enforcement...
when everybody thinks
you're nuts.
Tell me about it.
Chantara Gomez, age 31.
Apparent cause of death
is the fracturing...
of the second and third
cervical vertebrae.
There are contusions
consistent with a choking...
or a throttling
by very powerful hands.
People are saying her pimp killed her
from beyond the grave.
That's the story going around.
It's crazy, huh?
Well, let's see if we can
put that story to rest, shall we?
The other thing I heard
was, uh,
something about contagion.
- Like, with this body?
That's-That's completely
inaccurate.
It's, uh...
The investigation is... We're moving
towards an apparent chain of victims.
And I seriously doubt that
we're gonna find anything...
that looks like
a contagious pathology here.
Because, I mean, if we were,
we should be taking precautions.
If the body
could be contagious, you...
We're not even
wearing masks.
Look, this is obviously
a murder here.
I mean, this woman died
of a broken neck, right?
Not the hantavirus.
- Who said anything about the hantavirus?
- Nobody.
I just... I was, um...
It was a figure of speech.
The reason I ask is,
why is it so urgent...
to do an autopsy
at 3:00 in the morning?
I mean, that kind of rush.
It's just unheard of.
We are trying to look
for the killer.
We got murder victims
stacked three deep in the freezer.
Plus, you got this camera crew
recording everything. Why?
Because the F.B.I.
has nothing to hide.
Look, there is
no ulterior motive here.
It's...
Are you gonna
help me out here or what?
Yeah, of course.
Thank you.
Why did you mention
the hantavirus?
- Look, I...
Oh, my God.
- Call 911. Call 911!
911! Get out of here!
Come on!
It's not the hantavirus.
It looks for all the world
like the hantavirus,
but I can promise you
that it's not.
Well, I mean, she exhibited
all the symptoms...
the hemorrhagic fever,
the severe chills, acute shock...
I mean, the thing is that they all
developed in a matter of seconds.
And the hantavirus
doesn't kill that fast.
I mean, no virus in the world
kills that fast.
You were talking about the hantavirus
right before she died?
- Why?
- Because she kept bringing it up.
I mean, it was like
the power of suggestion, Mulder.
She was standing there. She was saying
that she was afraid of contagion.
And then all of a sudden,
she just...
She was afraid.
She was afraid,
and her fear killed her in the worst
possible way that she could imagine.
- And what do you mean by that?
- It's the same.
It's the same M.O., what we've been
looking for all night.
This entity or force somehow vectored off
Chantara Gomez to attack this other woman.
No, Mulder.
I was standing right here.
I didn't see anything.
They didn't see anything.
Yeah, but you weren't afraid.
The hell I wasn't afraid.
I don't know what's going on here.
No, you weren't afraid
for your life.
Neither were Steve and Edy,
and it left them alone.
Mortal fear. I think
that's what it comes down to.
This thing, whatever it is,
is attracted to that.
Everybody who was attacked
felt that intensely.
- For sakes.
- No, no, no. It makes perfect sense.
You asked me earlier, "What would
this thing be doing in Willow Park?"
Well, where else would it go
but a high-crime neighborhood?
Somewhere where people live behind barred
windows and are afraid to go out at night.
- Where's Deputy Wetzel?
- Back on patrol.
Mulder, you were... you were walking
around with him for three hours.
- You didn't see anything?
- No, no. But I was with him.
I was backing him up.
Like I said,
there's something about a full moon.
Things definitely
get strange.
Well, we checked
everyplace else tonight.
Let's check this place again.
Aw! Come on.
God...
- I'm callin' for backup.
Get out!
Get out now! Get out!
- It won't open!
- Let's go! I got it! I got it!
- Come on! I can't open it!
- Oh, God!
Oh...
That's Wetzel's car.
- Wetzel!
- Get the battering ram.
Let's go around back.
That gun's not gonna do ya any good.
That's
the battering ram.
Well, how come
they're not in yet?
- Wind?
- If you say so.
- I wonder who's in there.
Damn!
- I hate you guys.
- Where's Wetzel?
We don't know.
There's something out there.
- Stay where you are.
- yeah!
Look at this. Scully.
- Deputy Wetzel?
- Scully!
Have you found him?
Wetzel?
- Wetzel?
- Wetzel!
- Wetzel!
- Help me! Please help me!
Wetzel,
don't be afraid!
- It can't hurt you! Don't be afraid!
- That's what it wants! Look... Wetzel!
- Help me!
It can't hurt you! You're a
sheriff s deputy, Wetzel!
Don't be afraid now! You're on
national television, so cowboy up!
Jeez!
Wetzel.
He's alive.
- Deputy Wetzel!
We're up here!
What happened?
The sun just came up.
Hang in there, kid.
Do you think the deputy
stopped it, whatever it was?
Maybe it just went away
until the next full moon.
I don't know. You gotta figure
there's enough fear in the world...
that if it doesn't show up in Willow
Park, it's gonna show up someplace else.
You didn't get the proof
that you wanted, Mulder.
Well, hey, it all depends
on how they edit it together.
This is gonna be
a hard one to write up.
132 at Bush. I've got him at gunpoint.
Okay, gunpoint.
132 and Bush. Cover's code three.