" Home to America, Mr Potocki?" " Not a moment too soon." "Poor bastard." "Here's 50 peso." "Buy yourself some WD-40." "Oh, for cryin' out loud." "Listen, fella, I already gave." "Do you understand English?" "Long flight, huh?" "Bombay to DC?" "You know, I always wondered." "Do they serve, like, Indian food on the plane?" "If there's anything else I can do for you, sir..." " The things that land in your in-box, huh?" " Good morning. I'm sorry I'm late." "I didn't see the case file yet." "The traffic's terrible." "Takes longer to get crosstown than it does a plane ride from India." "Which is where our victim flew in from last night" " Bombay." " Who are we talking about?" " Hugh Potocki." "Importer/exporter from Minneapolis." "Laid over in DC." "All this blood drains from his body." " Did the ME see it?" "The body?" " Yeah." "Tox test ruled out hemorrhagic fever, Ebola, anything exotic." "Something killed this man, but it wasn't any foreign disease." " No sign of forced entry?" " No." "No one was seen comin' or goin' from this room." "The maid found the body 20 minutes after a bellman left Mr Potocki. lt happened fast." "So what you're saying is that nobody knows anything." "But then I guess that's why it's in your in-box." "So what do you think, Agent Scully?" "Haunted hotel room?" "Alien invaders?" "Sloppy vampires?" "There is one small thing." "The cops missed it their first time around." " A child's print." " Yeah." "That's what it looks like." "There was a ring of thieves when I was back in New York." "They used kids for B and E jobs." "Squeezin' in through cracked windows, that kind of thing." "But this, this is beyond." "No." "From what I see, Agent Doggett, from the way this man died, I doubt it was a kid who did this." "Thanks. I'm not ready to lose all my faith in humanity." "But regardless, I'd say it's wise you keep an open mind." "The better the economy gets, the harder it is to fill these kinds ofjobs." "And the problem is that people look at it as just a pay check." "They don't realize that, as Maintenance Engineer, you are playing an important part in these kids' lives." "And I can't tell you how wonderful it is to find someone as enthusiastic as you are, Mr Burrard." "And I understand you can start immediately?" "That's wonderful." " Big fella, isn't he?" " Big is a relative term, Agent Doggett." "It took three strong men to wheel him in here." "He tipped the scale at 402 pounds." "Hugh Potocki was a big man with big appetites." "Loved big cars, big houses, big business." "Divorced twice." "He carried two alimonies, one with child support." "Never missed a payment. ln fact, he seems to have spoiled his wives and kids." " l'm missing the point." " lt seems he loved big women too." "Considering the evidence and motives, we can probably rule out his ex-wives as suspects." "Well, considering what I found here today, I'd say I have to agree." "Tissue damage." "Massive trauma to the lower intestine and the rectal wall." "is that from something goin' in or comin' out?" "Unfortunately, there's so much damage that it's hard to tell." "I took MRls, which reveal further shredding throughout the abdomen and into the stomach area." "India's a major transit point for the golden triangle." "This guy flew in and out of India a half-dozen times over the past 18 months." "Are you suggesting that he's a mule?" "A courier of heroin or opiates?" "A drug dealer?" "Fills a latex balloon with heroin, swallows it." "We've all seen this kind of thing before." "But what if somebody got to him en route, forcibly extracted the drugs, tearing' it from his stomach?" "I'd say that's a good theory, Agent Doggett." "Not to mention a graphic one." "But there would have been traces left of drugs in his system." "Nor does it account for the blood loss that this man experienced." "Then we're right back where we started." "Nobody knows anything." "Not exactly." "I ran a decay analysis to determine the time of death." "Liver temperature, buildup of gases, extent of rigor - routine stuff." "It's not 100 per cent accurate, but it gives us a range." " What's the range?" " 24 to 36 hours." "Well, that's just wrong." "It would mean that Mr Potocki here would have died before he left Bombay." "No. lt would mean that a dead man boarded a plane in India, changed planes in Paris, hailed a cab at Dulles and then checked into a downtown hotel and tipped the bellman." "In my experience, dead men don't tip, Agent Scully." "I told you to keep an open mind." " Look what you did to my scooter." " lt's mine." " Yeah, right." " You gonna take it from me?" "Hey." "Leave him alone." "What's goin' on here, Quinton?" "I know you." "Your name's Trevor?" "You're in seventh grade, right?" "Got nothing better to do than pick on sixth graders?" " He ran into me." " Liar." "Enough." "You wanna be a bully?" "Find somebody your own age." "I'll talk to your father if I have to." "Come on, Quinton." "Yes." "Thank you." "Sorry to wake you." "Goodbye." " Bad connection?" " Consulate in New Delhi." "Three weeks ago an American businessman was found dead in his hotel room." "Look." "A Mr Albert Brecht of Spokane." "The reports were hard to piece together." "The medical records are in Hindi." "The death certificate's in Farsi." "And the news accounts are in..." "I don't know, letters I've never seen before." "But I did get you a translation of Mr Brecht's autopsy results." "Internal trauma." "Tearing in the abdomen." "You're the doctor. lt sounds like the same MO, doesn't it, Agent Scully?" "Look at this." "Brecht's passport was a recent issue." "It has his weight at 205 pounds." "Whereas here, an Indian medical examiner has him listed at 238 pounds just two hours after his death." "Well, if there's one thing people lie about, it's their weight." "That's a pretty big lie." "I mean, that's a 33-pound discrepancy." "Well, he was a big man, that's for sure." "Yeah." "As was our DC victim." "All the better for accommodation." "Accommodation?" "Well, something has to account for the weight gain, Agent Doggett." "What if whatever it is that killed these men entered and exited them of its own free will?" "I mean, something small, with small hands, living inside the victims as a stowaway of sorts." "You know I agree that having an open mind is important to crime solving, but this theory of yours requires an openness that I'm just not comfortable with." "I understand, Agent Doggett." "And I can't prove it, but I bet that if we had weighed Hugh Potocki when he first arrived here from Bombay, that he would have been 33 pounds heavier than his corpse." "It's a theory, Agent Scully, but to my mind - and pretty much the rest of me - it doesn't work." "I appreciate your resistance." "But so far this evidence supports it." "Except one thing." "Even if there was something living inside of Hugh Potocki when he arrived from Bombay, you said that Mr Potocki was already dead." "Dad." "Dad?" "Dad." "Dad." "Dad." " Quint, what is it?" " There's a man in here." "What?" " What are you talking about?" " He was here, Dad." "Right over there." " He had no legs." " Quinton." "Quinton, listen to me." "Things that you imagine, things that you dream, they're not real." " And what's not real can't hurt you." " But, Dad, it was real. lt was." "Quint, there's nobody here." "Try to get some sleep." "OK?" "Dad?" "Dad?" "The first dead body I saw, I was 19 and a marine." "This boy..." "Criminy." "Yeah." " That's not all he claims he saw." " That's what the cops told me." "That's why I thought we should come down here." "He said he called his dad in because there was something in his room." "I asked him to describe it." "He said that it was a munchkin." "That it had no legs." "And that it was keeping itself up with its arms." "That's a pretty good trick, considering what I just found upstairs." "Palm prints in the boy's bedroom." "They match the ones we found in Potocki's room." "And that's the good news." "Itjust doesn't serve your theory." "Because this thing didn't get in here in anybody's body." " lt came in through the bedroom window." " How can you be sure?" "There was another print on the sill outside the locked window." "Somebody must have closed it after it got in." "Right." "Which is exactly what the boy said that his father did." "But it's the father that I have a problem with here." "He had none of the massive hemorrhaging that we found in Mr Potocki." "The coroner's initial report makes it sound like the guy died of a cerebral embolism." "The one salient detail in the external exam are the eyes, in which all of the blood vessels are broken." "Unless that's just the first stage." "This is Special Agent Dana Scully." "I am a medical doctor about to perform an unauthorized procedure on a body." "The subject is a Caucasian male." "Age. I don't remember at this particular time." "His height is about six feet." "And his weight is quite possibly subject to change." "I suppose distension could be due to decomposition gases." "But that seems unlikely." "Reliability is one of the most important parts of yourjob." "We were very worried when you didn't show up this morning." "They're called fakir, ascetic masters bound to acts of self-torture to attain enlightenment." "We shot this video when I was travelin' through India in the '70s." "Oh, man, look at my hair back then." "Agent Mulder consulted with Dr Burks on occasion." "I admit that I've been skeptical of him in the past, but he does have certain insights." "Well, we could use some insights." "Well, I'm embarrassed to admit, but I'm not sure I know what the heck's goin' on here." "These ascetic masters - they have abilities?" "Absolutely." "And abilities similar to those you told me about on the phone have been ascribed to what are known as siddhi mystics." "The siddhi are a very mysterious and particularly powerful order of fakirs." "These siddhi, they pass on their secret practices from father to son, gaining occult powers with each generation." " What kind of powers?" " Powers of the mind." "Powers that help them manipulate reality." "Powers that allow them to become invisible or tiny as an atom." "Well, I hope they're tiny - where whoever it is is goin'." "Chuck, could one of these siddhi mystics make you believe that he vanished in a room when in fact he's standing right in front of you?" "Totally." "Or disguise themselves, appearing in front of you as, well, virtually anyone." "I'm sorry, Dr Burks, you're a professor of what?" "I run the Advanced Digital Imaging Lab at the University of Maryland." "And I dabble." "You dabble?" "Well, this has been insightful." " Doesn't surprise me." " What?" "It's hard to believe in something when you can't understand it." " Get outta here." " Just let me talk to you." " Let me alone." " l wanna say I'm sorry." " No, you're not." " No, I am." "Would you just listen?" "I'm sorry about your dad." "I think I know who did it." "Agent Scully?" "Chuck." "Thank you for coming down here again." "Not at all. I was just a little curious." "I mean, it's always Mulder who'd been doing all the calling and..." "This case. I'm just... I'm trying to see it the way that Mulder would, and..." " Please, have a seat." " Of course." "So, what seems to be the problem?" "You described these siddhi mystics as being religious men." "Extremely." "They believe their powers derive directly from the divine." "So, presumably, using those powers for murder would be in opposition of that?" "Worse. lt would violate the very foundation of ascetic life." "It would endanger their eternal soul." "Which got me thinking that if these siddhi hold so fast to their orthodoxy, then what would cause them to break their faith?" " l don't know." " Something human." "Revenge?" "Maybe." "This is an American chemical plant in a village in India called Vishi." "It's just outside of Mumbai, which is better known to us as Bombay." "About six months ago the plant inadvertently released a small cloud of methyl isocyanate gas." "118 of Vishi's mostly indigenous population were killed." "But it wasn't very well reported over here." "I spent all night cross-checking the victims of the disaster." "And one finally caught my attention." "Now, it's..." "Oh, here." "It's an 11-year-old boy whose father is described as being a holy man of the Chamar caste." "The beggar caste." "Fakirs and mystics are, well, often of low birth." "Do you think that this boy's father could be a siddhi mystic like you described?" "He could be." "But if he's out for revenge, then why is he killing the people that he's killing?" "What's the matter with you?" "Nothing." "Trevor." "Where are you going?" "Dinner's on the table." "Trevor?" "Trevor, dinner." "Trevor." "Trevor." "Excuse me." "She came out to call her son in for dinner." "That's all we know." "What are we doin' here?" "Cos I'm not sure." "What are we doing?" "A woman died of mysterious circumstances not three blocks away from a previous victim." "External signs are a direct match." " That woman's eyes." " l saw her eyes." "But dollars to doughnuts, there wasn't anything that crawled up inside her." "I think we're reachin' here." "Maybe you're seein' things that you wanna see." " Are you questioning my integrity?" " No, I'm questioning' the whole damn case." "From your so-called expert, to the evidence you've chosen to ignore, to the fact that your approach has got us no closer to a pattern or a motive or even catching' this killer than we were when we started." "I asked you to keep an open mind." "Yeah, well, I try to keep an open mind, but it tends to shut my eyes." "There is something here, Agent Doggett." "And I'll admit that it's hard to accept." "But there is a motive and there is a pattern and there is a reason." "And we will see it." "But not working like this." "Yeah, well." "I hope somebody sees it." "Trevor?" " Trevor, I'm Dana Scully..." " What happened?" " Your father's in the house. I'm gonna take..." " Where's my mom?" "Trevor." "He was here." "The little man." "I saw him." "He followed me." "Agent Doggett?" "Where is he?" "is that him?" "If you mean the janitor, yeah, that's him, right in there." "Agent Scully called and said that you had arrested what might be an honest-to-goodness siddhi mystic." "Agent Scully jumped the gun on that one." "The only thing extraordinary about this man is he doesn't speak, to anyone." "Where is Agent Scully?" "She left, after four hours of attempting to interrogate this guy." "Unless he jumps up and does something mystical in the next ten minutes, we're releasing' him." " What are you doin'?" " The man sitting there may not be the man sitting there." "No one may be there at all, in fact." "Not in the next ten minutes, there ain't." "Oh, wow." "Agent Doggett?" "You gotta take a look at this." "Come on. lt's a trick." "Yeah, but not of the camera." "Wait, if he's not there..." "He could be anywhere." " Yes?" " Sir, I am so sorry to bother you again." " l know this has been a terrible ordeal." " Yes." "What is it you need?" "I need to speak with your son Trevor again." "is this about his mother?" "Well, Trevor told me that he saw a man." "There's just something that doesn't quite add up, and I need to be certain." "Thank you." "Scully." "I think you ought to get back here, Agent Scully." "There's somethin'..." " What?" " The janitor, he's here but he's not." "I can't explain it." " Trevor's not in his room." " Just hang on one second." "Agent Doggett, what do you mean, he's not there?" " Who's that?" " Hello?" "Mr Burrard." "I thought you..." "Well, I didn't expect to see you back at work." "This is the agent who picked him up before." "Can you make this call?" "Here he comes." "Trevor?" "Are you there?" " Get out of there." " The windows are locked." "Break 'em, OK?" "I'll get help." " Oh, thank God." " Do something." "Quinton, what's the matter?" "It's him. lt's the little man." "Who?" "Trevor?" "All right, now, you boys, you just stop playing around." "OK, don't move." " Stay where you are." " Wait, what are you doing?" "Stop him." "Shoot him." "I can't." " Oh, my God." " What is it?" "What happened?" "Agent Scully?" "Scully?" "You gonna be OK, Agent Scully?" "I got a drift of what happened in there to you." "I mean, sorta." "I shot a young boy." "The good news is, you're wrong." "But it's what I saw." "With my eyes, anyway." "Do you know what it's like not to be able to trust your own eyes?" "Then why'd you shoot him?" "Because it's what the boy saw." "And in an instant, I realized that it's what Mulder would have seen, or understood." "Because that's just how he came at things - withoutjudgment and without prejudice, and with an open mind that I am just not capable of." "It's been a long night." "Give yourself a break." "This whole thing didn't make any sense." "No." "It did." "In some way, it did." "No, thanks." "Visiontext Subtitles:" "Stephanie Donohue" "US english"