All language subtitles for The X-Files s01e14

Oh, my... God.

That was...

that was incredible.

I mean it.

You don't believe me.

Can you hear me?

Hey, I...

I don't even know your name.

New York businessman calls
his wife to say good night,

then goes out, picks
up some chippie,

brings her back here for sex.

Beyond that, well, nothing makes
a whole lot of sense.

How's that?

Security monitor records
the victim

entering the room
with a woman at 10:13.

Same monitor records a male
leaving just after midnight.

Couldn't she have
changed clothes?

Thought of that. Male is
definitely a different person...

short hair and at least
30 pounds heavier.

The video never
recorded his entry

nor the chippie ever leaving.

Well, we're 30 floors up.

No other means of egress.

Did the medical examiner
establish a cause of death?

Guy blew an artery.

Must have been
some roll in the hay.

It's hard to imagine,
in this day and age,

someone having sex with
a perfect stranger.

Any sign of robbery?

The male exited wearing

the victim's suit,
carrying a suitcase,

and the wallet's gone.

You know, I don't even
know why we got this call.

Really?

Somebody at the Bureau
put out a memo

requesting any case
involving this exact C.O.D.

I assumed it was a...

Thanks for the call.

Five deaths,
four in the last six weeks

between here and Boston.

In each case the victim dies
in the throes of passion.

Two women and three men,
including the last one.

All young, healthy adults.

All with symptoms of
massive coronary arrest.

You think there's
a new drug on the streets?

The oldest drug...
not even illegal.

Each body showed the presence
of huge amounts of pheromones.

The chemicals animals secrete?

You mean sexual attractants?

Radar love, only about
a hundred times stronger

than found anywhere in nature.

Strong enough to produce

anaphylactic shock
or a coronary.

So you think somebody
is synthesizing them?

It's been done, but in nowhere
near these concentrations,

and hold on to your hat, Scully,

'cause you're going
to love this.

The pheromones
we're talking about?

They contain human DNA.

Well, there's still a question

as to whether humans
can produce pheromones,

so how can that be?

I don't know, but if it's true,

this guy's
a walking aphrodisiac.

He's the ultimate sex magnet.

He or she?

You've got victims
of both sexes.

Both a man and a woman
on the hotel security monitor.

I know, that is a puzzle.

So, what is our profile
of the killer?

Indeterminate in height,
weight, sex.

Unarmed
but extremely attractive.

It gets weirder.

As I said, there's been
four deaths matching this M.O.

in the last six weeks.

In Boston, Hartford,
Philadelphia,

and here in Washington.

The killer's moving south.

There was a death I made
a note of about a year ago

with the same symptoms.

A 32-year-old
U.M.W. labor organizer

was found dead outside a town
called Steveston

in the woods of Massachusetts,

home to a sect
of religious isolationists

called the Kindred.

Right. They live up there
without electricity, phones,

any modern amenities...
a lot like the Amish.

The Kindred are known

for their handmade
stoneware pottery.

They mine the clay themselves
in the local hills.

What's so weird about that?

The white clay in those hills
is particular to that region.

It's also the same substance

I scraped out of the scratches
on the latest victim's side.

Wait a minute.
Aren't these people famous

for their abstinence
and their pure Christian ways?

Yes, but it looks as if one
of them may have forgotten

to clean under his fingernails.

I'll meet you at the market.

Hi.

Excuse me, ma'am, this is
Federal Agent Scully.

I'm Agent Mulder.

We're investigating
a possible murder.

Well, there aren't
many killings around here.

What can you tell me
about the Kindred?

They keep pretty much

to themselves, huh?

Yeah, some folks say
it's 'cause they're doing

ceremonies up there...
voodoo or something.

I've got nothing
against them myself.

They bring in the tourists.

Did the Kindred let you
take those pictures?

Oh, those... those are
from back in the '30s.

What about the missing ones?

I'm having them reframed.

They're right here
under the counter.

Can I take a look at 'em?

Sure.

How would I get up to see them?

Well, they don't like
strangers up there much.

The road's
in pretty rough shape.

Steveston.

That's them now.

They usually shop
at the feed store.

Whoa, boy.

Excuse me, ladies.

I think I'm going to go inside.

You need anything
from the feed store?

Hi.

She must have problems
on the asphalt.

Has she ever thrown a shoe?

What's her name?

Alice.

That's sweet.

Did you name her?

We named her all together.

I'm not allowed to talk outside.

That's all right.

I'm Dana Scully.

I don't mean you any harm.

Brother Andrew.

Scully, what are you doing?

I was just talking.

You all right?

Yeah. I think so.

You want to sit down?

Interesting way of life.

You get any sense about 'em?

There's something
up there, Mulder.

Ooh, I've been saying
that for years.

Oh, for a four-wheel drive.

Looks like about a mile walk.

After you.

Now...

this... that's west.

What does the map say?

That we should be there already.

Mulder, look.

Hmm?

We're FBI agents,
federal police.

I'm Agent Mulder,
this is Agent Scully.

We're here to investigate
a murder.

I'm going to have to ask you

to remain at a distance.

Please, sir.

Your weapons

are forbidden here.

We can outlast you at this spot.

You're not leaving where we
stand until your guns are handed

to our council.

You will have them again

as you leave.

We can't do that.

Please.

I'm Sister Abby.

This is Brother Oakley.

We are all saddened by
what has happened in your world,

but it does not concern us.

Up here, no one kills another,
ever.

We just want to have
a few questions answered.

It is your weapons that are
unwelcome here, not you.

Come and pray with us,
be one of us,

and you'll see
that we harm no one.

Please relinquish your weapons.

Please.

Now there is no reason
to be afraid.

Come... sit.

Let us pray as one.

We who are separate give thanks

for our allotted time
on this world.

We ask for strength

that we may bring forth
the bounty that God

has provided.

Amen.

We pray for the day
of the coming,

the moment of our release.

Amen.

Let us eat.

I was wondering if we might
ask a few questions.

We're looking for someone

we believe may have come
from here.

We have pictures.

We do not allow pictures.

A crime has been committed.

We have certain questions
that we need answered

if you'll forgive us.

What are these pictures?

Hotel security videos
of a man and a woman

who may have committed a murder.

Where was this crime committed?

In a hotel in Washington, D.C.

If we can arrange for you
to look at the videotape,

maybe you can identify
the individual.

How much violence has
this person caused

in your world?

Five murders so far.

And may kill again,
which is why we need your help.

Has anyone left recently?

Your world does not interest us.

We have no need

for your violence
or your questions.

I've said what is needed.

They have no right to be here
at this time.

Brother Wilton, stand.

Before we can accept
any man's person,

we must accept our own.

And I ask who can stand
in your sight

when once you are angry?

I am ashamed to lift up my face

and I shall not be ashamed
in this evil time.

Make atonements for this wrath,
Brother Wilton.

That's all right.

We didn't take any offense.

Anger, as violence,
is not tolerated.

Our brother must be admonished.

He can't breathe.

He does not need your help.

He's choking to death.

Remove Brother Aaron

from the dining hall.

We did not invite you here
to interfere.

We take care of our own.

Would you like to dance?

Not right now.

Look, I'm really not
interested, okay?

Just one dance.

Yeah.

One dance.

It's a mile to your car.

Stay on the path.

Thanks for your cooperation.

The Addams Family
finds religion.

Take me back to
the 20th century.

You believe all that
back there, Scully?

Believe all what?

All that "we take care
of our own" business?

Well, they'd better
take care of their own,

or that man at the dinner
table is a dead man.

I think it was all
an elaborate act.

What, the choking?

No, all this simple life
"living from abundance" crap.

These people know
something, Scully.

You can see it in their eyes...

the way they look
at one another.

Do you think they know
who the murderer is?

Did you notice how they managed

not to answer
a single question of ours?

And that outburst
at the table was right on cue.

Somehow they got us
to answer their questions.

Did you ask yourself why there
weren't any children around?

I know, that was odd.

You want to know
what's really odd?

You know those pictures we saw

down in the store
in Steveston today,

the ones from the '30s?

I swear I saw some
of those same faces

at the dinner table tonight.

These people have probably
been intermarrying for years.

Maybe.

Maybe not everything

is as black and white
as it appears to be.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna go back
for a little look-see.

Maybe they went to the movies.

You hear that?

Uh-huh.

What do you think?

I think I want to see
what's in that cellar.

Come with me.

I can give you information.

I know who did it.

The murders?

You've heard our prayers.

You've seen how we live
our beliefs.

I want you to find this killer.

I want you to find him for me.

He was my best friend.

What's his name?

Brother Martin.

I called him Marty.

Marty was different.

What do you mean, different?

How does he kill?

We're not sure.

All of the victims died
of cardiac arrest.

He poisons them, doesn't he?

Maybe. How do you know that?

I need to show you something.

Something about Marty.

We found them out on Route 44.

We were wandering.

Marty and I used to do that.

Explore the edges of our world.

Somebody must have
left them for garbage.

They are garbage.

Why did you keep them?

It was Martin who kept them.

Some of what I saw
in the magazines...

some of it was beautiful,

but most of it I didn't like.

It was garish, but
Martin... Marty,

he couldn't get enough.

He liked even the paper
it was printed on... slick.

Marty was captured
by your world.

He left us to become one of you.

Brother Wilton.

The woman has returned.

Where is she?

With Andrew in the main house.

What about the other one?

He's missing.

You said Marty was different.

Yes.

How?

How did he kill his victims?

I could be banished.

Does it have something to do

with the ceremony
in the barn tonight?

What are you doing?

Scully.

Marty is different.

We're all different.

Oh.

No.

Scully.

Get off of her.

I asked you not to interfere.

What the hell
were you doing back there?

I don't know.

- You don't know?
- No.

Are you all right?

I wasn't ignoring you.

No. Of course I saw you.

I just...

I didn't recognize you.

That's all.

Excuse me.

I'm on a conversation.

Sorry. No.

Uh-huh.

Thanks.

How you feeling?

Better.

A little embarrassed, actually.

Why? You don't remember
any of it.

It's like I don't remember...

Why didn't you get out of there
before he...?

Because he told me
he knew who the killer was.

How did you know
he wasn't the killer?

I believed him.

So, what did you see
down in the cellar?

Just Brother
What's-His-Name

buried in some gopher hole
in the wall...

buried alive.

How do you know he was alive?

Because I was in there with him,
and his face was, was different.

Even his hair...
it was almost feminine.

It was like he was going through
some kind of a transformation.

Changing sexes?

That would explain
the hotel security video.

So you're saying these people...

I know what I saw,
Scully, and I saw you

about to do the wild thing
with some stranger.

Think he was trying to kill me?

Maybe it's the sex that kills.

Well, if he was trying to kill
me, why did they let us go?

I don't know.

All right, let's break it up.

Out of the car.

Sorry, Officer.

You, too.

You a pro?

Pro?

What?

On a scale of one to ten,
she was a kind three.

But there was something
about her.

Did she touch you or make

physical contact
in any other manner?

Her touch was... electric.

But after that I remember...
only vaguely.

What do you remember?

Nothing, actually.

Try to remember, Michel.

The policeman at the scene
supports what you said.

But maybe there was something
unusual about this woman...

something you wouldn't
feel comfortable

telling the police
on the record.

But this is off the record?

- Absolutely.
- What did you see, Michel?

After she left the car, when
she was fighting with the cop,

I saw her in her clothes
and she looked like a...

She looked like a man.

She was a man.

Hustling in the club scene
used to be so simple.

It's off the record?

Scout's honor.

We can't rule out
the possibility

that what we're looking for
is a transvestite.

I think Don Juan in there
knows the difference

between the male and the
female of the species.

I just don't want us
to ignore the obvious.

I mean, how else
could you explain

a woman overpowering
a 200-pound cop?

She was a he.

Agent Mulder, Agent Scully,

the credit card that was stolen

from the last
victim in D.C.

was just used to order
takeout in a hotel downtown,

about eight blocks from here.

It was always forbidden.

But after the first time,
I couldn't help myself.

Touching a human man
or a woman...

is as powerful for me
as it was for you.

This is Agent Scully
requesting police backup

and additional agents

at 771 Catherine Street...
it's the Hotel Catherine.

Your world offers pleasures...

pleasures we don't know
because we're different.

But you know that now.

The others will punish me
for what I've done.

They'll find me because
the day is coming,

and they won't leave without me.

Mulder.

Delivery.

FBI!

FBI! Clear!

Stay down!

Got a body!

Scully?

I'm okay.

Scully, down the stairs.

Federal agent! I'm armed!

Back away!

Step away!

Step away.

Please...

don't hurt him.

No.

Step away.

I'm armed.

Scully!

The surrounding ten blocks

have been secured
for the past hour.

We set up roadblocks

on all the routes
out to Steveston.

So far nothing, no
reports of them.

There's no way they could
have gotten through.

What if they did get through?

There's only one place
they'd hide.

They're gone.

We found something

in the hay field.

I don't understand.

How can they just disappear?

They have no means
of transportation.

No earthly means
of transportation.