"So, what do you think, man?" "What do I think about what?" "That's the Brady Bunch house." "That's the house where they shot The Brady Bunch." "What, are you on crack?" "Does that honestly look... like the Brady Bunch house to you?" "From inside it does." "Straight up, dude..." "I was there delivering a pizza last night... and the guy who lives there... is all, like, trying to crowd the door so I can't see inside... but then, he drops his Crazy Bread, and bends down... and boom." "I see it all, man." "The Brady Bunch house." "I'll prove it." "Dude, wait." "Dude, what are you doing?" "Blake, it's midnight, man." "My honor's at stake, man." "Right, nobody's home." "Let's go." "Come on." "It's not even locked." "You're tripping, dude." "Huh?" "See?" "I told you." "This is exactly like the show!" "Look at this." "That weird horse sculpture." "And the vase that Peter broke." ""Mom always said, 'Don't play ball in the house."'" "You remember that one?" "I don't understand this." "Who's on crack now, huh?" "Hello?" "Remember the episode... where Marcia broke her nose?" "She got hit with a football, right?" "Screw this, man." "I'm out of here." "Daley... don't be a puss." "Daley." "Hel-Hello?" "Bobby?" "Cindy?" "Wait." "Wait." "Come on, man." "Come on." "Oh, God." "Oh, my God." "I'm tellin' ya." "No." "I don't see how." "Well, how else do you explain it?" "A guy falls from a plane... or, I don't know, maybe a helicopter... out the door... and then" "Bam." "As simple as that." "And how, exactly, did he wind up in a helicopter?" "Supposedly he was busy... breaking into someone's house at the time." "Details." "What you got?" "Maybe nothing." "Are you the people from the FBI?" "Michael Daley?" "Is someone finally going to arrest that freak?" "How about you tell us what you witnessed... and then we'll go from there." "What I witnessed was freaksville, man." "My friend was murdered." "Who would have thought this could happen... at the Brady Bunch house?" "That's not the Brady Bunch house." "Yeah, it is." "I mean, I know it doesn't look like it, but it is." "That's where they shot the show." "No, they shot the show on a soundstage in Hollywood." "The house they used for the exteriors... is a split-level in Studio City." "I took a picture of it once." "I'm telling you." "It's like some kind of creepy Brady Bunch museum in there." "I told the cops to search the place... but they wouldn't listen to me." "But whatever the hell happened to Blake... it happened right in there." "Oliver Martin?" "Mr. Martin, I'm Agent Reyes." "This is Agent Doggett." "We're with the FBI." "This is regarding the death that happened across the street?" "Yes, sir." "May we come in?" "I, uh, I already talked to the police about this." "Yes, sir, we know." "As I told them, I didn't see or hear anything." "I wasn't home at the time." "This guy's stonewalling." "Kick the door in." "Shut up." "I'm... really kind of busy." "Mr. Martin... just five minutes and we'll be out of your hair." "Unless you want us to get a warrant... and then... we could be here for hours." "Right in here, see?" "What happened?" "This isn't what I saw." "None of it." "It's all different." "Where'd it all go?" "I'm not following." "What happened to all the Brady Bunch stuff?" "Mr. Daley... was under the impression... that your house was used for the filming... of The Brady Bunch, the television show." "Well... it wasn't." "I know what I saw." "What are you looking at?" "I want to check something out." "Aha." "Hold this, please." "Aha." "Twice with the "aha's."" "Roof's been patched." "When I was inside, I knew I smelled fresh plaster." "So, are you going to fill me in?" "A. Our eyewitness... places the deceased inside this house... just prior to the time of his demise." "B. We found a fragment of roofing shingle... at the scene of the impact." "It would seem... it matches the discarded piece... you now hold in your hand." "C. There's a hole in the roof, recently patched... this big around." "Connect A to B to C." "Much in the fashion of, say, Daffy Duck or Wile E. Coyote... the deceased shot... straight up through the roof, flew high into the air... and landed on his buddy's car." "You're serious?" "A to B to C." "What can I tell you?" "I think I'm finally getting the hang of this job." "Case Number 14-308." "Blake McCormick, a well-nourished Caucasian male... 24 years old." "I will begin with my external examination." "And here is a likely place to start." "Ah!" "Help me out here, Agent Scully." "Monica thinks I'm losing my marbles." "What can you tell us about what happened to this guy?" "Well, for starters, Mr. McCormick was dead... before he landed on the car." "His skull was pulverized from a previous impact... and judging by... the roofing material... that I found in the wound, I'd say that..." "Agent Doggett's theory holds water." "Well, like I asked Agent Doggett... how exactly can that be?" "Electricity." "How's that?" "Or maybe electricity is only a byproduct." "I'm not really sure, but..." "Look, I had an odd experience today... and, uh, and it made me think... to try something unusual." "I borrowed an EEG machine and I wired Mr. McCormick to it." "And for the last few hours... he's been putting off a faint reading." "Are you saying he's alive?" "No, he's dead as a hammer." "What I'm reading is some sort of residual electricity... like a, like a battery that's draining off its charge." "It's fascinating." "I mean, I've never seen anything quite like it." "But what does it mean?" "Well, if Mulder were here, I'd imagine he'd talk about... research linking electromagnetic fluctuations to levitation... poltergeist activity... ghost sightings..." "Ghosts and poltergeists?" "That's what Mulder would say?" "At the end of the day..." "I wouldn't have any theory that was any better... and I don't now." "Here's to you, buddy." "Here ya go, folks." "My famous pork chops and apple sauce..." "What is this, man?" "What in holy freaking hell is this, man?" "Please." "Leave." "They were here." "I saw them!" "I saw them all!" "Leave." "Before it's too late." "I saw the Brady Bunch." "Oh, my God." "What are you doing?" "!" "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God!" "Over here, guys." "Get the body in the background." "Smile." "All of Southern California's... watching us scratch our heads in confusion." "So let's go get some damn answers." "I've said all I'm going to say to you people!" "You don't like it, go get your warrant!" "He called your bluff." "Maybe we can get a warrant." "Yeah. "Judge, I want to toss the house..." ""of a man who makes people magically zoom into the sky." ""It has something to do with electricity... and poltergeists and whatnot."" "Yeah, that'll fly." "Doggett." "So the owner won't talk, huh?" "Excuse me?" "Smile, you're on TV." "I'm in Los Angeles at the field office." "I've called in someone whom you'll both want to meet." "April fourth, 1970, 10:36 a.m." "Present for this test areJohn Rietz, speaking... and Anthony Fogelman, age eight." "Hello, Anthony." "Are you ready to begin?" "Good." "Now, relax, relax and focus." "Almost immediately the EEG is registering an increase... in fast beta wave activity on all leads." "Theta activity is rising as well." "Oh, my goodness!" "Oh, my goodness!" "Well, there you have it." "My right hand to God." "All four blocks rose off of the table... and spiraled halfway to the ceiling before they fell." "Too bad that wasn't on film." "The understatement of a lifetime." "Whatever phenomena caused this..." "I also believe that it radiated an electromagnetic field... strong enough to fog the image." "Well, don't be polite." "Call me crazy." "Everybody does." "I believe you." "You recognize that kid?" "That was our suspect, Oliver Martin, right?" "I went through Mulder's reference books." "Van Nuys, California, 1970:" "One of the best-documented cases... of what was initially thought to be poltergeist activity." "It focused on a young boy, Anthony Fogelman... who has since changed his name." "And Dr. Rietz was the parapsychologist... who investigated it." "Objects flew around the house." "Rooms would grow inexplicably cold." "Strange voices would be heard." "Anthony's mother was at the end of her rope." "I spent six months with her and her son." "Six astonishing months." "What did you learn?" "That Anthony was as bewildered as everyone else... but that he was responsible for all of it." "He was psychokinetic." "He was the Mozart... of psychokinesis." "Sir, in your line of work... why would you fall out of touch... with the Mozart of psychokinesis?" "Over time, Anthony's abilities faded." "The last few months I was with him... there were no manifestations of it whatsoever." "He lost his power." "We're looking at this guy for two murders." "What can you give us... that we could actually take to a judge?" "Was he an angry kid?" "Was he violent?" "I can't say what he grew up to be." "I haven't spoken to him in 30 years... but the Anthony I knew... was a lonely little boy." "Bye." "Bye." "This is a message for Oliver Martin." "Oliver, I believe I knew you years ago as Anthony." "This is Dr. John Rietz calling." "Remember me?" "It's been far too long and I'd love..." "I'd love to talk to you." "I'd really like to catch up." "Obviously, you're all grown-up now." "It's funny." "I have trouble picturing that." "My God, how time flies." "But anyway, you can reach me anytime on my cell phone:" "714-555-0146." "I look forward to hearing from you." "Bye, now." "I guess he's not home." "He's home." "Aha." "I was wondering why... a man with no criminal record would change his name." "And then I thought about the name itself..." "Oliver Martin." "It sounded familiar, so I ran it." "Through what, NCIC?" "No, a Brady Bunch Web site." "It popped right up." ""Cousin Oliver"?" "Who the hell's that?" "Carol Brady's nephew." "He came to live with the Bradys... during the last season of the show." "You're speaking Greek to me here." "What's this case have to do with an old TV show?" "You remember what Michael Daley claimed he saw... inside that house." "He said it was the Brady Bunch house." "He seemed certain of it." "And now this name, Oliver Martin... just connecting A to B to C." "Does this make any sense to you?" "When you knew Anthony... was he nutty for the Brady Bunch?" "We'd watch it together." "Okay, say he is." "What's it mean?" "Well, why name himself after Cousin Oliver?" "None of the other Bradys particularly liked Oliver." "He was a self-described pest." "The jinx." "Cousin Oliver the jinx." "Oh, so maybe I watched an episode or two." "So what you're saying is that his choice... speaks to Anthony Fogelman's character:" "How he views himself... unlucky, star-crossed, a danger." "Okay, so be it." "Just tell me how this helps me bust him and I'm happy." "Well, I'm starting to hope that it doesn't come to that." "What do you mean?" "Well, the power... that this man seemingly possesses is extraordinary." "It needs to be studied." "It could expand the scope... of human knowledge." "It could change everything." "It very well could." "I've been working this unit for nine years now." "I've investigated nearly 200 paranormal cases." "We are due for some... incontrovertible proof." "I want vindication... for Mulder... and for all of us." "What in the hell?" "What is it?" "Agent Doggett, what?" "Wait here." "Oliver Martin, FBI!" "Get out of my house." "Oliver, there's someone here that wants to talk to you..." "Dr. Rietz." "You remember him?" "Why won't you people just leave me alone?" "Please, get out." "Oh, crap." "Oliver?" "Dr. Rietz?" "I need some help up here." "Oliver?" "You up there?" "Down there?" "Whatever the hell..." "Oliver." "Oliver!" "Anthony?" "Hey!" "Hey!" "I'm up here!" "Dr. Rietz... help me out here!" "Anthony?" "Come back here, man!" "He's dangerous!" "Anthony?" "Anthony... let him go." "I can't." "Sure you can." "No." "I don't know how." "Anthony... you're a good person." "I know that hasn't changed." "Relax... and focus." "Remember?" "Good." "Relax... and focus." "Oh, my God." "This is..." "Are you all right?" "Yeah." "Just minor bruising." "Dana Scully... meet Oliver Martin." "Uh..." "Anthony Fogelman." "Oliver. it's a great pleasure to meet you." "Where did all this come from, Oliver?" "How did you make this come to be?" "I think about it, and it's here." "Can you think about other things?" "What happens if you... think about another place... a nice place?" "Can you do that, Oliver?" "Please?" "It's important to me." "Oh, my God." "Mainly..." "I like to be here." "Oliver... with your help, we could learn so much." "I would love to take you back with us to Washington." "It would mean so much to me, Oliver... to show the whole world." "Wonderful." "Let's go get you packed." "We've got a tiger by the tail." "Do you believe he intended to kill you?" "He wanted me out of his house, and away I went." "It was involuntary, like a sneeze." "What the hell difference does it make?" "It means he's not in control of this power of his." "I think that's where we can help him." "I mean, he needs to learn how to control his powers." "I mean, my God... there's no end to what he could accomplish." "And there's no end to the harm... he could cause if he goes off the deep end... which isn't too long a walk for this guy... in case you haven't noticed." "I mean, this whole..." "Brady Bunch thing..." "I'm not so sure about this." "Well, we can't keep him here." "Two people are dead." "Clearly, this isn't working." "And besides, I mean... as grand as this may sound... we owe it to the world." "Maybe." "Except that I can't shake this feeling... that the other shoe's going to drop... that there's something Oliver's not telling us." "Oliver?" "Coming?" "Oliver?" "Wow!" "May I have a glass of water?" "We'll only be a minute." "Anything you need, just, uh, ask Arlene." "So what do you think, Dr. Jacocks?" "What do I think?" "I think there's a hell of a lot of physics books... that are due for major rewrites." "And I think a year from now... you and Dr. Rietz will be in Stockholm... accepting the Nobel Prize." "This will change everything." "May I use your phone?" "Yeah." "So you're on board with this?" "What happens next?" "I want Kersh to see this." "I want the director himself in here." "I mean, do you realize what this means?" "This kind of proof?" "It insures that they can't shut you down." "It means the X-Files will go on forever." "Agent Scully!" "He's having a seizure." "What happened?" "I saw a big spark... and then he just collapsed." "We need an ambulance." "We got a man having a seizure." "Fourth floor, A.D. Skinner's office." "Make it quick." "It was just all the excitement." "A little bed rest will do him wonders." "And we'll get things right back on schedule." "What do his doctors say?" "Oliver's electrolytes were severely imbalanced... that's what sent him into shock." "They've stabilized his fluids..." "When will they release him?" "Well, there's other problems." "His thyroid level is elevated." "His glucose is low." "CPK, liver enzymes... and BUN... they're all elevated." "Which, in a nutshell, means?" "It points to a multisystem organ failure." "Gradually his body... is consuming itself." "It's been going on for months and... maybe even years." "What's causing it?" "His doctors have no idea... but I think I'm starting to." "This power of his..." "it's eating him alive." "And if so, it follows that the more he uses it... the more his health will decline." "Until finally..." "What in the hell?" "Oh, my God." "Oliver?" "Oliver, those people just now..." "Was that..." "Were they..." "Why were they here?" "To say good-bye." "Why good-bye, Oliver?" "Because I'm dying." "April fourth, 1970, 10:36 a.m." "Present for this test areJohn Rietz, speaking... and Anthony Fogelman, age eight." "Hello, Anthony." "Are you ready to begin?" "Any change in his condition?" "They're trying everything they can think of." "Experimental drugs, plasma transfusion." "None of that's going to work." "Why not?" "Because they're treating the symptoms... not the cause." "What do you have, John?" "One big question." "Why The Brady Bunch?" "Seriously, you two are fans." "Why are people still watching a 30-year-old TV show?" "Because they're the family everyone wishes they had." "Loving parents, lots of brothers and sisters... everybody getting along." "They're the perfect family." "And since Oliver didn't have one as a child... he... created one." "Sure, I'd buy all that... but in this case, why The Brady Bunch?" "Why not The Partridge Family?" "Why not Eight is Enough?" "Where was Oliver when he first saw The Brady Bunch?" "He was with you, right?" "He'd always insist that we watch it together... every week I was there." "And the longer you two were together... the more his psychokinetic power faded... until finally it went away completely." "Why do you think that was?" "Because for the first time in his life... he was happy." "Because he was with you." "What are you suggesting is the course of action, John?" "A. Oliver's going to die... if he continues to use his power." "B. His power goes away when he's happy." "And C. You're the father he never had, and he loves you." "A to B to C." "Come on, Oliver... you've got to eat something, man." "Doctor's orders." "Talk to him, will ya?" "Oliver." "You have to understand... my life's work... the vindication of it... it's so important to me." "I let it blind me." "I treated you like a lab rat... and not a man." "And 30 years ago..." "I left with barely a good-bye." "I am sorry for that." "You can't use your power." "Not ever again." "I forbid it." "I can't be alone." "You won't be." "You've got me." "Can you forgive me, Oliver?" "Anthony." "So close, Dana." "I'm sorry you don't get your proof." "Me, too." "Well, maybe I've had it... these past nine years." "If not proof of the paranormal, then... of more important things." "Here's hoping the TV stays off... and he learns how to love the real world." "I think you are getting the hang of this job."