All language subtitles for The X-Files s01e22

- What ho.
- What ho.

Hey, Lazard, now,
why do the night guys

get a piece like you

and we're stuck
with old eel breath?

It's fate, Detective...

conspiring to keep us apart.

All right, I'm out of here.

See ya.

See you tomorrow.

You all right?

You lost?

Anyway, I got her
in the holding room,

but she's not talking.

She won't say a word...
at least not to me.

And you're asking me
'cause you know

how good I am with kids, right?

Yeah, a regular
Mr. Green Jeans.

Hi.

This is Detective Barbala.

He's going to help you
find your parents.

Hiya, sweetheart.

What's your name?

Michelle.

Everything's going
to be all right, okay?

Don't be scared now.

Michelle what?

Well, you said your
first name was Michelle.

Now, what's your last name?

Bishop.

Bishop.

Michelle Bishop.

And where do you live, Michelle?

Here in Buffalo?

Hey! What was that?

Did you hear that?

Somebody call an ambulance!

Hey, yo, the man
was just flying out the window!

How did you hear about us?

My brother. My, uh...
my brother's a cop.

Baltimore.

He told me about your work
on the Tooms case.

Said you got a good feel
for things out of the ordinary.

Look, the truth is,
Barbala never won

any popularity contests
here at the 1-4,

but he's still a cop, you know.

I guess that's why
I can't just let this rest.

You said
there was one witness...

a little girl.

What did she say happened?

She said there
was another man in the room.

Well, it stands to reason
that somebody...

I was right outside.
I'm telling you, there was

nobody else there
except for Barbala and the kid.

So you didn't get a description
of who the kid saw.

I'm telling you,
there was no one else.

Listen, the department's
treating this as a suicide,

but I got to tell you,
I knew this guy.

There's no way he did himself.

Was he depressed

or under psychiatric care
of any kind?

No. The only time
he ever looked at himself

was in the mirror,

and he always liked what he saw.

Plus jumpers tend to open
the window before they jump.

Where's the kid now?

She was released
about an hour ago.

Her mother came to pick her up.

You don't really think the girl

had anything to do
with it, do you?

I don't know what
to believe anymore.

You know, eight years
I've been on this force,

I've seen a lot
of strange things.

But I'm telling you, this kid...

something's just not right
about her.

Did he have long hair
or short hair?

Short.

Like that?

Was his hair
dark like mine or...

or lighter like yours?

Like mine.

What about a beard
or a moustache?

Moustache.

Like this?

Or this?

Whoa, what happened?

Weird.

I didn't even hit a key.

Must be a glitch
in the new software.

Michelle, was his
moustache like that?

Do you have any idea
how your daughter

might have gotten there?

Buffalo's half an
hour away by train,

and the station is a
five-minute car ride.

When I came home,

Mrs. Dougherty was locked
in the wine cellar.

I called the police immediately.

And Mrs. Dougherty is...?

Michelle's nanny.

Her latest, that is.

She's already gone
through four this year,

and it's only April.

What seems to be the problem?

Michelle is the problem.

How do you mean?

As hard as it is
for a mother to admit,

Michelle is a disturbed child.

Oh, I know this sounds
terrible to say,

but the truth is
that sometimes she frightens me.

Frightens you how?

She's not like other girls,
Agent Scully.

Tell me.

She just isn't.

She doesn't have any friends.

She hardly ever smiles.

It breaks my heart,
but I can't comfort her.

She says she sees things
that I can't see.

She hears people yelling
in her head.

Last summer,
we had to cover our pool.

Jim was trying
to teach her how to swim,

but every time that Michelle
would get close to the water,

she would just start to scream.

Scream like you've never heard
in all your life.

Your husband, where is he now?

We're divorced.

- Mrs. Bishop?
- Mm-hmm.

This is the man Michelle said
she saw at the police station.

Do you recognize him?

No. I'm sorry.

She also mentioned a friend.

Someone named Sheila.

Do you know who that is?

Ah. That would be Dr. Braun.

She's the developmental
psychologist

over at Brylin Hospital.

Michelle sees her twice a week.

Look at that.

Looks like a hawk or a falcon.

It's beautiful.

It's called origami.

Japanese paper folding.

Where did she learn
how to do that?

I have no idea.

So, Harry, you'll put
that face into the system?

As we speak.

Can you give Scully a
ride back into the city?

Wait a minute.
We have an autopsy at 7:00.

That's your department.

I'm going to go over
to Brylin Hospital,

see if I can have a little chat

with Michelle's shrink.

Oh, oh, and check
for burns or lesions

on Barbala's body.

Why?

Psychokinesis
is usually associated

with an electrical charge.

Are you saying Michelle
possesses the ability

to psychically project
her own will?

How else could a 60-pound kid

throw a 200-pound detective
out the window?

No, I don't recognize him.

I have no idea who this man is.

Could Michelle
have fabricated him?

Quite possibly.

As with many
dissociative disorders,

the intensity
of the patient's emotions

is often too much for
one personality to process.

So, in defense,

part of the personality
splits itself off.

As in schizophrenia?

I'm afraid Michelle's diagnosis
is not quite that simple.

You see, my primary challenge
has been to discover

the source of her extreme rage.

In most cases,

it's a traumatic event
in the patient's past.

And in Michelle's case?

Occasionally, I would leave

Michelle alone for part
of our sessions...

with this doll.

Each time, a new doll,
anatomically intact.

And each time, she
dismembers and disfigures it

in exactly the same way.

At first, I thought
she was being abused,

but after a number of
sessions with her parents,

I became convinced that
there was something else

behind Michelle's anxiety.

Something much deeper.

Much more elusive.

Any theories?

Frankly, no.

I'm at a loss.

Have you tried
deep-regression hypnosis?

I found hypnosis
an unreliable approach at best.

Okay. Well, in the meantime,

how have you
been treating Michelle?

Well, the Thorazine
has been quite effective

in regulating
her more bizarre behavior.

I'm sure.

Have you observed
any unexplained phenomena

in Michelle's presence?

"Unexplained phenomena"?

Inordinate physical strength,

psychic ability, telekinesis.

You're joking, of course.

I have a patient waiting,
Agent Mulder.

If you'll excuse me.

Note: The postmortem examination
is being conducted

11 hours and 45 minutes
after subject was pronounced.

Note: raised lesion

approximately seven centimeters
below sternum.

Deep necrosis inconsistent
with cause of death

as pronounced by Dr. Gilder

and suggests
localized electrocution.

But a further tissue analysis
will be necessary.

Excuse me.

Could I talk to
you for a second?

I just started the autopsy.

Yeah. Um...

I-I don't think he's
going anywhere.

Will you, uh...

take a couple for scale, please?

Thank you.
Be right back.

So, what do you think?

Looks like a match.

Yeah.

Name's Charlie Morris.
Officer Charlie Morris.

Used to work narcotics
out of the 2-7.

Do you know him?

No. Before my time.

Well, where is he now?

Has he been transferred?

You could say that.

Agent Scully, this guy's
been dead for nine years.

Which means that little girl
saw a ghost.

This way, please.

Uh, just go ahead
and set it on my desk.

He was killed in Chinatown,
gangland style,

allegedly by the triads,

although no arrests
were ever made.

And, Mulder,
if you're going to tell me

that you think Michelle Bishop
saw a poltergeist...

Hey, you're the one that found
a lesion on Barbala's body.

You said it could
have been caused

by an intense concentration
of electrothermal energy.

"Could have been"
being the operative phrase.

Now, I'm not going
to know for sure

until the lab results are in,
and even then...

Well, why is it still so
hard for you to believe

even when all the evidence

suggests extraordinary
phenomena?

Because sometimes...

What?

...looking for
extreme possibilities

makes you blind
to the probable explanation

right in front of you.

This is the face
that Michelle Bishop saw.

She walked right by here,

and she saw the face
of Charlie Morris,

which means that there
weren't any ghosts

flying around the precinct.

Do you have the police report
describing Morris's death?

Yeah. I have what's been
declassified. Why?

Does it describe
how he was murdered?

Yes. I told you.

It was a signature hit.

Give me the grisly details.

His arm was severed
just below the shoulder,

presumably by a chain saw,

and his right eye
was gouged out.

This is what Michelle did
to a dozen dolls

in her shrink's office.

Hell of a coincidence,
wouldn't you say?

Now, before we discount
anything, I think we

should find out more
about Charlie Morris.

I got the address
of his partner on the force.

Hopefully,
he can tell us something.

Detective Fiore?

We're with the FBI.

Can we talk to you for a minute?

Do you know this man?

You mind if we do this out here?

Uh, I don't want
to wake my wife.

Yeah. This won't
take long.

Yeah, sure, I know him.

That's, uh, Charlie.

Charlie Morris.

You two were partners?

Yeah, we rode together

his first nine months
out of the academy.

What can you tell us
about the circumstances

surrounding his death?

That matter
is still under investigation,

and so I can't comment on it.

Detective, we're under
the direct authority

of Captain Gersham
at the 14th precinct.

14th precinct?

I never worked out of the 1-4.

What's all this about?

Uh, we believe that the death

of Detective Rudy Barbala
yesterday can be linked

to the death of Officer
Morris nine years ago.

Linked how?

I mean, I thought
this Barbala flipped his wig

and jumped out a window.

Did you know the detective?

By reputation.

Look, what's all this
got to do with Charlie?

Well, that's what we need
your help with.

The police report said

that Officer Morris
was killed off duty.

That's right.

Best we can figure,
it was some kind of payback.

For what?

Well, around that time, the
organized crime division

was doing a major sweep
in Chinatown.

- The triads.
- Yeah.

Some very heavy busts went down

against the Woo Shing Woo.

A lot of smack
never made it to the street.

You can bet there were some
pretty pissed-off people

playing mah-jong that week.

So you think
that Charlie Morris was killed

as a warning to back off?

I think they picked
a cop... any cop...

and they whacked him.

Who is it, Tony?

Oh, it's nothing
to worry about, honey.

Just some people from the FBI

asking about a case I'm working.

Sir, would you mind...?

Hey, it's the weekend.

You guys mind?

Get me at the squad

first thing
Monday morning, okay?

Sure.

Good luck.

Is it me, or did we
just get the brush-off?

Did you notice her hands?

What?

He said she was sleeping,

but her hands were dusted
with baking flour.

It's not a big deal, all right?

Don't jerk
yourself around, Tony.

You're acting like a little bug.

They were FBI.

So what?

They start sniffing around
too much,

they're going to turn
something up.

Relax.

They're just people, like us,

- going through the motions.
- Oh, yeah?

Then how are they
connecting Charlie to Barbala?

And what do they know?

Huh?

Nothing.

Come on.

We're going to Citibank
right now.

For what?

The safety box.

What should we do, Tony? Huh?

Make a donation to
the Little Sisters for the Poor?

Dump it somewhere.

Tony, there's only
two of us left now.

That's over a million each.

Take it all. I don't care!

Do your dream on the beach
in Costa Rica

or wherever the hell it is
you want to do it.

You think I like this? Huh?

Selling disability insurance
to morons?

"Well, sir, uh...

"excuse me, but what if you

"should break your neck
on the shore

or-or lose your leg
in a car crash?"

You listen to me, Tony.

We agreed to wait ten years,

and that is exactly
what we're going to do.

I listened to you once before,
and look what happened.

Nobody...

not me, not Barbala...

wanted to see Charlie
wind up like that.

We were just trying to scare
a little sense into him.

It was an accident.

End of story.

And you better pull
yourself together, Tony.

Excuse me, sir...

Hey! What?

Hey! Hey, open the door!

Hey!

Hey, open the door!

Hey!

Hey! Open the door! Hey!

Hey, open the door!

Open the door! Hey!

Open the door! Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Open the door!

Hey!

For God's sake!

Help me!

Hey, get your hands
off me, all right?

Patrol unit picked her up

a few blocks away
from the bus stop.

What's going on?

We don't know.

All we know
is that your daughter

has witnessed two deaths
in the past two days.

She's only eight years old.

She couldn't possibly
have done anything.

Mrs. Bishop, no one is
accusing Michelle of anything.

She's just a little girl.

Is there anything
that you have not told us?

Is there anything at all
that you can think of

that might shed some light
on what happened tonight?

No.

Well, this police station

has a designated room
at the Sheraton.

An officer will take you
and Michelle over there.

Why is this happening to us?

Why?

Can I talk to you for a minute?

I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Listen to this.

You know that guy that
bought it tonight...

Leon Felder?

Before he started
peddling life insurance,

he was a cop
out of the 1-4.

Guess who his
partner used to be.

Rudy Barbala.

Four cops.

Three of whom are now dead.

Their only connection being
a drug bust in Chinatown

almost nine years ago.

And a little girl
from Orchard Park.

Morris, Fiore,
Barbala and Felder.

What's wrong with this picture?

Well, for one thing,

Fiore said he only
knew Barbala by reputation.

Right. So why would he say that?

I don't know.

No.

Hmm.

What?

There's a page gone
from Morris's homicide file.

Wonder where it could be.

Is there a log sheet?

Should be.

Yeah.

"Tony Fiore."

Checked out this afternoon.

Mrs. Fiore, we're sorry
for the early hour,

but is your husband home?

No, he's not.

He never came home last night.

May we come in?

Hey, Scully.

Look familiar?

He said he was working

a double shift,

but when I called the precinct,

he wasn't scheduled.

It's just not like him
not to call.

Does your husband
have any family

or close friends
in the area that he might

go to if he were in trouble?

I've been on the phone
all night.

Is he in any trouble?

Mrs. Fiore,

did your husband ever mention

a detective by the name
of Rudy Barbala

or an ex-police officer
named Leon Felder?

I don't think so.

Someone you might have had

dinner with once,
a friend of Tony's from work,

a name you can't remember...
anything?

We don't normally socialize
with other cops.

Mrs. Fiore,
I couldn't help noticing

your origami collection.

Did you do all these yourself?

Oh, no, not me.

No, that was Charlie's hobby.

Charlie?

My first husband.

He was born in Japan.

His father was stationed there.

Not Charlie Morris,
Tony's ex-partner?

Yeah.

I was waiting for him
to come home, too,

nine years ago, just like this.

He was working on a whole set,
you know, from the painting.

The only animal he never got to
was the giraffe.

See, right there
behind the zebra?

Michelle is eight years old.

That means she was conceived

at roughly the same time
that Officer Morris was killed.

Do me a favor, Mulder.

Let me say it...
reincarnation.

Metempsychosis, transmigration,

reembodiment...
call it what you will.

All based on the coincidence

that Michelle Bishop
and Officer Morris

both practice the obscure
art of paper folding?

What about the composite drawing

and the dolls, and the fact

that Michelle was witness
to two deaths

that can be tied
to Charlie Morris?

So what, you think he's
back, like Peter Proud,

to avenge his murder?

It's not
so far-fetched, Scully.

Reincarnation is a basic tenet
of many major religions.

That still doesn't explain
how an eight-year-old girl

can kill two grown men.

Well, individuals
with strong past-life memories

often exhibit enhanced
psychic abilities...

ESP, telekinesis...

So where does that leave us?

One short step away

from proving the preexistence

of the human soul.

On the count of five,

tell me where you are now.

One, two, three, four, five.

Do you know where you are?

Yes.

Where?

Tell me where you are.

At home.

What time of day is it?

Nighttime.

And how old are you now?

Twenty-four.

No! We can't!

We can't do this!
It's wrong!

What's wrong?
What can't you do?

It's all right.
You can trust me.

No! I can't.
I can't.

- You can trust me.
- I can't!

I can't! I can't!
I can't!

This is dangerous
and irresponsible.

Dr. Spitz has conducted
hundreds of these sessions...

If you allow us to continue,
you could push Michelle

deeper into withdrawal,
maybe permanently.

Is it any more dangerous

than pumping her
full of Thorazine?

They're killing me!
They're killing me!

That's enough.

- No.
- No! No! No!

It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

It's over. It's over.
It's over.

They just left.

We almost had it, Scully.

We were right there.

I know.

We'll have to try it again.

Mrs. Bishop won't go for that.

Not in this lifetime anyway.

Well, we have to
change her mind.

How? And to what end?

I mean, what exactly

do you hope to discover
by all this?

The truth...
what really happened

to Charlie Morris
nine years ago.

We'll find the truth
when we find Fiore.

If we find Fiore,
and if he's still alive.

Scully, you saw what
happened in there.

What I saw was some
traumatized little girl

who, for no apparent reason,

has some connection
to Charlie Morris.

All evidence suggests that

Michelle Bishop
is Charlie Morris.

- Mulder...
- Short of her growing a moustache,

how much more apparent
does it have to become

for you to accept it?

Okay. Let's just say that,
by some small miracle,

you manage to convince
Michelle's mother

and the next hypno-regression
provides you with everything

you could possibly hope for.

No grand jury is going to listen

to that kind of testimony.

We still will not have
an actionable case.

The inconclusive results

of Michelle's
past-life regression

do not shake
my basic belief in hypnosis

as a tool
for psychological healing.

Whether or not
it offers us definitive proof

of previous lifetimes
is another matter.

However,
in this particular case,

all other explanations
seem to be even more wanting.

And how old are you?

Twenty-four.

No! We can't!

We can't do this!
It's wrong!

What's wrong?

What can't you do?

And how old are you?

Twenty-four.

No! We can't...

Twenty-four.

No, no, I...

I-I want to be here
in case he shows up.

Yeah, thanks again.

I'll, um...

I'll call you
the minute I hear anything.

Okay, yeah. Okay. Bye-bye.

Tony!

Tony?

Tony?

I checked the windup profiles.

They're up to speed.

Which means?

Whatever this image is,

it was recorded in that room
with the girl.

How is that possible?

There was a documented case
in the early '70s

of a man from Porlock, Ohio

who could influence
undeveloped film.

He could create shapes
on the negative from his mind.

I don't know how much
of this noise I can clean up.

It depends on the strength
of the latent image.

I tracked him down.

He's retired in Palm Beach.

You were right, Agent Scully.

He backed up
all his records on disk.

Well, pathologists
are paranoid by nature.

Well, he faxed me
the missing page

from the autopsy report.

Great.

Well, apparently,

Charlie Morris did not die
as a result of his wounds.

Says here there's
a frothing of fluid

in the respiratory tract.

That indicates
death by drowning.

So you're saying
he was drowned first,

and then mutilated
to make it look

like a signature execution?

Dr. Yamaguchi
said on the phone

that there were no
signs of submersion

such as goose skin
or wrinkled flesh

except for around
the face and head.

Mm-hmm. That's right.

Suggesting that he was killed

in either a bathtub or a toilet.

Except...

Except for what?

The marked bradycardia.

It indicates
a raised plasma sodium level.

He was killed in seawater.

Anita!

Anita!

Tony!

Tony, what's going on?

Where have you been?

Listen, I know
something's going on.

I need you to listen
to me right now.

All right.

I need you to go upstairs
and pack a bag.

Why? What-what kind of
trouble are you in?

I think someone's
trying to kill me.

Who?

I don't know.

Why would anybody
want to kill you?

Tell me what's going on.

Will you please just do
what I'm asking you?!

Please.

I'm your husband,
and I love you,

and I need you to trust me
on this, okay?

Almost there.

What I've done

is to map the frequencies
of the interference.

Coefficients for sine
on this monitor,

cosine on that one.

Now, using an algorithm program,

I can remove the frequencies...

like this.

Presto.

What the hell?

Mulder, what is it?

You said salt water, right?

Right. So?

So Charlie Morris was drowned
in his own tropical fish tank,

and that's the last thing
he saw before he died.

We better hope Michelle Bishop
is at home tucked in bed.

Tony...

Tony, somebody...

somebody left this
on our doorstep tonight.

Do you know who?

Answer me, Tony!

All right, you stay here
and keep the door closed.

Tony, are you all right?

Tony, answer me!

Tony!

Tony, please!

Who's there?

What's happening?

Tony!

Mulder!

They said they were just
going to talk to you.

Talk some sense into you.

What was I supposed to do, huh?

All you had to do

was take the money, man!

Why didn't you
just take the money?!

Please, Tony, let me out!

What's going on, Tony?
Let me out!

Go check upstairs.

Please, open the door!

I'm scared!

Michelle!

This won't make right
what happened.

Please! I can't get out!

Who's there?
I can't get out!

Tony?

Tony!

Tony...

I'm sorry.

I knew what they did to Charlie.

I was a part of it,
and I never said anything.

I couldn't.

No.

I just wanted
to take care of you.

Who else would have
taken care of you?

Oh, God.

No. No.

Please... please don't
hurt him anymore.

Closing entry, file ♪X-40271.

Detective Anthony Fiore

pleaded guilty yesterday
in federal court to charges

of first-degree murder
after the fact,

grand larceny
and obstruction of justice.

The deaths
of detective Rudy Barbala

and former police officer
Leon Felder

are being ruled as accidental,
although their complicity

in the murder
of Officer Charlie Morris

has been
definitively established.

No charges were brought
against Michelle Bishop

who, today, took
her first swimming lesson.

She claims no memory
of the preceding events,

and both her mother
and Dr. Braun

have denied my request

for a second
past-life regression.

End of field journal,
April 19, 1994.

Agents of record:
Fox Mulder and Dana Scully.

Status: unexplained.