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We're almost there.

How you doin', hon?

Breathe deeply.

Just like that. There you go.
You're doin' great.

Yeah, real great.

Ma'am? Ma'am? Ma'am, i'll need your
full name and social security number.

Amanda nelligan.
545020809.

Your insurance carrier?
Great. Atlantic mutual.

Is there anyone you need us
to contact?

The father of the baby? I'm not
sure how to get ahold of him.

- Give me his name. I can try.
- He's not from around here.

- Is he from out of state?
- Another planet.

All right, we're here now.
Hold on.

One more little push, amanda.

There you go. You're gonna set
a speed record. Great.

There's a cute face.
Doll syringe.

This is like the indy 500.

Here comes the shoulder.

Good.
Okay, amanda.

That'll do it!
Oh.

Oh, god.

- What? What is it?
- It's okay. She's just fine.

Perfectly healthy.

No problem.
Everything's gonna be a-ok.

You've got a healthy
baby girl.

Oh, a little girl!

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Good lord,
not another one!

I admit the photo's
a little over the top,

but, um,
what do you think, scully?

Not seriously.

Children born with vestigial tails
don't interest you? Codal appendages.

Fetuses have them. Their coccyx
enlarges to contain the spinal fluid,

and then it shrinks
as the child develops.

Occasionally, it doesn't.

It's extremely rare but it
has been known to happen.

Five times within
the last three months?

All in a town with a population
of less than 15,000 people?

I'd say that's a little more than
a statistical anomaly. So would i.

No, mulder, l...
i think you're right.

I think that something about this
definitely warrants investigation.

Only not by us. I'd say that it is a
job for the local health department.

I called around.
They're already investigating.

So what else about this
interests you?

Could it be, uh,
visitors from space?

The doctor said that...

my baby's gonna be fine.

She's really healthy.

And when she gets to be
a few months old,

it's just a matter
of "snip."

- That's good to hear.
- Yeah.

Did you experience any unusual
complications during your pregnancy?

Did you undergo any kind
of fertility treatment?

No. I wasn't trying
to get pregnant.

I guess you could just sort
of say i'm a single mom now.

When you were admitted,
you said that the, uh,

the baby's father
was from another planet.

What did you mean by that
exactly?

You know, that...
he's not from this planet.

Were you abducted?

Huh?
no.

No. He dropped by
my apartment one day,

and one thing
sort of led to another.

But the baby's father
is an alien.

No! No, i didn't say he was an alien.
I said he was from another planet.

His name is luke skywalker. He's
what's known as a jedi knight.

- Did he have a light saber?
- No, he didn't bring it.

He did sing a song for me,
though.

How many times have you seen
star wars, amanda?

Three hundred sixty-eight.

I should break 400
by memorial day.

Okay.
Thank you.

Wait a minute, wait.

You know these four other babies
that were born here with tails?

- Uh-huh. - There
couldn't be any chance...

luke's the father, is there?

Okay, all right.
I've got it, thank you.

Take your best shot, scully.

I think there's more going on here
than luke skywalker and his light saber.

I think you're right.

Are you coming?

Here are the p.c.r. S that
we ran for the five children.

We put calls into the parents.

We'll blood test
all the husbands,

hopefully by this afternoon
just to double-check. Good.

They'll be none too happy.
I have to confess...

this answer seems so strangely obvious, i
probably wouldn't have even checked for it.

What answer?

You see here, these
identical band trait matches,

all showing a small loss of a
part of chromosome number eight?

Each of these five children, born to five
different women, all share the same father.

- Yeah?
- I should have thought of it sooner.

This kind of appended birth defect
is often passed on within a family.

Meaning the father
had a tail as well?

Though he most likely had it surgically
removed somewhere along the way.

How would this happen?

Birds and the bees and
the monkey babies, mulder.

Birds do it, bees do it,
even educated m.d. S do it.

All five of these women shared
the same ob-gyn, didn't they?

Well, yeah.
He's the only one in town.

And four of the five women, the four
married women, not including amanda nelligan,

are on record as receiving insemination
therapy as a means of conception.

So you're thinking that the doctor
might have something to do with it?

So much for not putting
all your eggs in one basket.

we should find
the best lawyer we can.

Because i definitely plan to
sue. That's all i'm saying, fred.

babboo, let me do the
talking. I'll handle this.

Just tell him we're gonna
sue. Ah, you too, huh?

What the hell did you do?

Yeah, alton.
What did you do?

I didn't do anything. We're
gonna figure this out. I promise.

Look, everybody,
just relax.

- Don't you tell me to relax! What happened to my sperm?
- yeah, mine too!

- Whose did you use?
- It's bad enough having a boy with a tail.

Then you find out
it's not even yours!

For god's sake, alton,
how many of us are there?

I'm special agent mulder with the
federal bureau of investigation.

- This is agent scully.
- Great! Arrest this son of a bitch.

No, sir, settle down.
Nobody's going to be arrested.

- We're just here to find out what's goin' on.
- Alton didn't use my sperm.

I most certainly did.
Each of you women...

was inseminated with your husband's
own sperm and nobody else's.

Why was it necessary
to inseminate in these cases?

It was a sperm motility issue. The
intrauterine process that i used...

has about a 40 percent
chance of success.

I was surprised. It seemed
to work all four times.

The only thing i can think of is... what?

Maybe it never worked
at all.

What are you saying? I want
to know what he means by that.

I haven't been with a man since
1989. i mean, not counting you, honey.

I'm not accusing anyone
of anything.

I'm just saying, this latest patient of
mine who gave birth to a baby with a tail?

She didn't even undergo
insemination.

So you are blaming
the wrong baby doctor.

Hey.

Excuse me.

I'm an agent with the federal
bureau of investigation.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Uh, yeah, okay.

Scully, check it out.

Oh, my god.

That's him?
He's the one?

Five out of five.

They spelled my name wrong.

It's van blundht, with a
silent "h." B-l-u-n-d-h-t.

We'll get right on that.

Lots of people
spell it wrong.

It's like dutch or somethin'.
Can i go now?

No. There's a few things
we have to clear up first.

Yeah.
Like how'd you do it?

What do you mean,
"how'd i do it"?

You're the father of five children, mr.
Van blundht. Is that not news to you?

Do you have any insight into how five women
came to be inseminated with your sperm?

You make it sound
so romantic.

So you're, you're saying
there was romance involved?

Why is that so hard
to believe?

Just 'cause i was born with a
tail, no woman would want me?

Maybe i got personality.
You ever think of that?

You had sex
with these women?

How is it that none of them have any
recollection, whatsoever, of that happening?

Look, i'm not saying anything
one way or another.

I'm just sayin',
hypothetically,

if some woman wanted to have kids
and their husbands weren't capable,

and everybody was happy,
and nobody got hurt,

hypothetically,
where's the crime?

If you're waitin' for my usual theory
as to what's goin' on, i don't have one.

I do. On behalf of all
the women in the world,

i seriously doubt this has
anything to do with consensual sex.

I think it involved some
form of rohypnol-rape.

The tranquilizer? I didn't think of
that. Called the "date rape drug."

High doses of it cause a loosening
of inhibitions, memory loss.

Now if van blundht was somehow able
to slip the drug to these women,

especially in conjunction
with alcohol...

yeah, but when and where would he have
had the opportunity to slip it to them?

He identified these women through his
janitorial job at the medical park.

He could've followed them
anywhere, to a club, to a bar.

Those women don't look like the
type that do a lot of solo drinking.

I think it's enough to keep him
in custody while we check it out.

Ah, you spelled
my name wrong.

It's b-l-u-n-d-h-t.
Silent "h."

Address?

I strongly suggest you stop
eyeballin' me and tell me your address.

17 prospect parkway.

Martinsburg,
25401.

All right, mr. Blund-ht.
Give me your phone number.

What the hell?

The "h" is silent.

I could've sworn curtis
clocked out hours ago.

He said good night to me
and everything.

This morning i find him
shoved underneath the desk.

Deputy, are you sure you don't
remember what happened last night?

The guy cold-cocked me.
Except, he wasn't the guy.

He was me.

My head hurts.

I found van blundht's clothes
in the locker room.

He must've walked out of here
wearing the deputy's spare uniform.

After hitting him
over the head.

I have a theory.
Do you want to hear it?

Van blundht somehow physically
transformed into his captor,

then walked out the door
leaving no one the wiser?

Should we be pickin' out
china patterns or what?

Why can't you just
go for the simple answer?

With that blow to the head, the
deputy might have identified...

mcgruff the crime dog as his attacker.
What about what the sheriff saw?

Two men, roughly the same build,
the same coloring,

the addition of the uniform goes
a long way to explain how someone...

can mistake one man for another
at 3:00 in the morning.

Conversely, my theory goes
a long way to explaining...

how four married women could mistake
van blundht for their husbands,

and how amanda nelligan could
think he was luke skywalker.

We've both seen something
like this before, scully.

But what are you saying? That,
that van blundht is an alien?

Not unless they have
trailer parks in space.

No, this is
something different.

Scully, if you could be somebody
else for a day, who would it be?

Hopefully myself.

So boring.

Wouldn't you even be tempted to try
on somebody else's existence for a day?

Live your life
as somebody else?

Looking like someone else, and being
someone else are completely different things.

Maybe it's not. Everybody else around you
would treat you like you were somebody else.

Ultimately maybe it's other people's
reactions to us that make us who we are.

All right then,
eleanor roosevelt.

You can't be a dead
person. Why the hell not?

Because.

What are you doin'
sneakin' around my porch?

We're with the f.b.i. Is this
the home of edward van blundht?

Yeah, that's me. We're looking
for your son, eddie, junior.

Eddie?

What did that moron do now?

Five women? Oh, lord!

Anything else?

Yes, he attacked
a sheriff's deputy...

during his escape from custody. Hurt bad?

Fortunately not. Well, thank
heavens for that at least.

Sir, do you have any idea
where your son might be?

I wish i did. I'm sorry. I haven't
seen him for the last two days.

Is this...
is this you?

One and the same.
Hey, you wanna see?

No! No.

No, thank you.

My son had his removed
when he was, uh,

just a kid.

Kept buggin' me
and buggin' me...

until i finally let him do it.

There you go.

I told him
it was a mistake.

I said, "son, you ain't much
to look at.

"You ain't no athlete...

"and you sure the hell
ain't no einstein.

"But at least
you got that tail.

Otherwise, you're
just small potatoes."

But he didn't listen.

Sir, does your son have any
other unique medical conditions?

I mean,
aside from the tail?

Mr. Mulder,
that boy was born sickly.

We used to have this condition
down in the south called pellagra.

Excuse me, sir, how did you
know my name was mulder?

She told me it was.

Mmm, no,
actually i didn't.

It's him!

Pretty spry
for an old guy, huh?

Eddie, junior.
Not senior?

Whichever one he is, wouldn't
you say he's a man with a secret?

Honey, what are you
doing home so early?

That was daddy.
Something's wrong with daddy.

Fred?

Honey?
Fred, is everything okay?

Everything's fine.

What happened to the clothes
you were wearing this morning?

L-i'll explain later.

Just give me a little privacy,
okay, uh... babboo?

Okay,

sugar patootie.

I'll check upstairs.

I'm all right.
What?

Oh!

It's quicklime.
Move back over there.

Back.

Not so spry.

Think the fall killed him?

Babboo, i'm home.

Oh, crap!
I'm home early.

What?

You were just here.

You went into the bathroom.
What?

Honey, what do you mean i went
into the bathroom? Shh, come here.

Someone is in the bathroom.

It's all clear.

So, what killed
eddie the monkey man?

It's difficult to say.

The quicklime burned the
tissue even as it preserved it.

So, what killed him is one of two
things i haven't figured out yet.

What's the other thing?
That would be this.

Striated muscle tissue.

- What's unusual about that?
- In and of itself, nothing.

Where i found it, however...
where did you find it?

Everywhere.
His entire body.

As far as i can tell, this man has a
thin stratum of voluntary muscle tissue...

underpinning the entire
dermal layer of his skin.

That's not normal. This man's body
is quite a scientific specimen.

And thankfully,
it's preserved and intact.

In other words, there are
654 muscles in the human body,

and this man,
essentially, has 655.

Um, could that somehow be
related to his, uh, having a tail?

Possibly. It could be, uh,
a lynx gene birth defect.

What would be the, uh,
purpose of this muscle?

You got me, mulder.
You know, maybe none.

It appears to be atrophied.

Although it may look that way
as a result of the mummification.

Could this be, uh, a "like
father, like son" kind of thing?

- What do you mean?
- Could eddie, junior have,

the same anomalous muscular
structure as his dad here?

Maybe.
What are you suggesting?

If this musculature
underlies the entire skin,

then maybe it could be utilized to
remold the skin's shape and texture,

which would go a long way to explaining
why we're looking for a man...

who can appear to be his own father,
or anyone else for that matter.

Isn't it much more likely that this
man simply has an identical twin?

- Check that out.
- Where are you going?

Something about van blundht's
m.o. Confuses me.

His victims were four married
women who wanted to get pregnant.

- And one single woman
who didn't. - Mm-hmm.

Come in.

Sorry, ms. Nelligan. I'm sorry
to bother you. No, it's no bother.

I just have a few additional
questions i wanted to ask you. Okay.

Here we go, sweetie.
Bye, bye.

We'll just
come back later.

You know, i thought they were lettin'
me stay in the hospital so long...

because i had really,
really great insurance.

Turns out they're just keepin' me here
because they think i'm sort of crazy.

They wanna make sure i'm
safe to be around my baby.

Free cable.

I want to ask you,
do you recognize this man?

Oh, yes.
Eew!

That's eddie van blundht.

What can you tell me
about him?

We went out
all through high school.

Okay, brother.
What?

Nothing. He's just...
he's sort of a loser.

He's one of those guys you
look back on and you go,

"oh, my god, what was i
thinking? What was i thinking?"

Ah, well, what specifically
made him a loser?

I don't know.
Everything.

He had like one million
annoying personal habits.

You know,
just no sense of romance,

no ambition, you know,
no direction.

I hear he's like a janitor
or somethin' now.

He had this weird family. His
dad was in a circus or somethin'.

I don't know. He never
let me meet him, thank god.

Well, he must have had
some good qualities.

Yeah, sure.
Everybody's got a few.

We had some good times.

He really lovedstar wars so we
used to go and see it every weekend.

That was nice.
Hmm.

He was no luke,
that's for sure.

Why do you want
to know about eddie?

That's official
f.b.i. Business.

Wow.

Here you go.

I wanted to congratulate you
on this blessed event.

Thank you!

May the force be with you.

Hello, there.

I'm here to see amanda nelligan.
Just down the hall there.

Come in.

No, seriously though, why do
you want to know about eddie?

- What about eddie?
- Why were you asking me all those questions about him?

Mulder. Agent mulder, this is fred niemann.

Is it okay for us
to get into our bathroom now?

Excuse me, sir?

I was hoping we could get into
our bathroom sometime this evening.

You said the police were gonna come
by and dust it for fingerprints,

but that was about four hours ago. Uh-huh.

We want to help you catch this guy,
but i'm having a real hard time here.

I mean, how exactly do you wind up
chasing the suspect into my bathroom?

Don't forget the suit.
Yeah.

And what do you need
with my charcoal suit?

I'm sorry, mr. Niemann. I'm
gonna have to call you back.

- Um, i was just here. Where did i go?
- Huh?

There was a man.
He looked exactly like me.

Did you see where he went? Down
the hall. The men's locker room.

Thank you.

Hey.
Hey.

Van blundht.
Who?

Don't think about it.
Get your hands up.

Turn around.

Keep 'em up there.

Put your hands down now.

If it's not you,
i apologize in advance.

What are you doing?

Pull your pants up.

What?
What did i do now?

You're the only ones here?
Yeah.

I apologize. Only one of you is
the man i'm looking for. I hope.

I gotta wait for some blood tests to come
back, then i'll release the other one.

So just sit tight and relax.
Keep your clothes on, huh?

Scully.
Yeah, hey, it's me.

I think you should get down to
the hospital right away, okay?

I'm on my way.
Good.

You're a damn
good-looking man.

You drew a gun on me.
You handcuffed me!

I know what i did.
With my own handcuffs.

I'm sorry. I have a
serious problem with that.

I still don't understand. Do you
think we look like criminals to you?

Exactly. What the hell was on
your mind? I said i was sorry.

Am i done here? Yeah.
We got his description.

Come on, guys.
What the hell happened?

Van blundht surprised me. He
cold-cocked me, and then got away.

Got a lead on him?
No.

The local authorities are already on the
warpath for goin' after one of their own.

They'll catch him
eventually.

So what,
that's it for us?

I know i dragged you out here, but i'm
beginning to think this is just a waste of time.

Now you think
there's no x-file here?

No. No.

I, i think the only thing that's
here is, uh, small potatoes.

Hello?

Hello!

Get me out of here!

Hello! Hello!

Down here!

Help! Help!

Which one of you
wrote this?

I did, sir.

You spelled federal bureau
of investigation wrong.

It was a typo.

Twice.

Agent scully, what about the body you
found? Did you establish a cause of death?

Yes, sir. The subject, edward van
blundht, sr., died of natural causes.

Specifically heart disease
and advanced age.

We think the son hid the father in
the attic so he could continue...

to cash in on the old man's social
security checks. Most likely.

So, the son
wasn't a murderer.

- No, not at all.
- But he was a rapist.

I entered him into the national
sex offenders data base.

The west virginia state police
have a photo and a description,

and they will coordinate
with local authorities.

There should be an arrest soon.

That about wraps it up.

So, scully, what are you doin'
tonight? Any big plans?

Seeing as how it's friday, i was
thinking i could get some work in...

on that monograph i'm writing
for thepenology review.

You know, diminished acetylcholine
production in recidivist offenders.

Uh-huh.

Actually, i might bag that, though. Really?

Yeah. I have to say, the anomalous
musculature in the corpse we found...

really has me intrigued.

In fact, i think i'm going to go to
quantico and have some tissue samples run.

I'll see you monday.

Monday morning.

"Fox"?
Brother!

Good night!

This is where
my tax dollars go?

Where do i live?

Where the hell
do i sleep?

Mulder? Langley.
You gotta see this.

An on-line associate of ours,
who will remain anonymous,

has figured out a way to digitize the
zagruder footage so he can extrapolate...

a bird's-eye view at the daley plaza at
the exact moment of the assassination.

And you'll never believe
where the third shot came from.

tell him about the cheese steaks. oh, yeah.

Frohike, byers and me are goin' out for
cheese steaks. Are you down with that?

Uh, erase this
once you hear it.

Geeks for friends.

Marty, it's chantal. It's been
so long since we've spoken,

and i've been so lonely
not hearing your sexy voice.

Marty, just for you, we've lowered
our rates to 40 cents a minute,

two ninety-nine for the first
minute, all long distance rates apply.

Do give me a call, lover man.
I'll be waiting.

F.b.i.

F... b... i.

F.b.i.

You lookin' at me?

There ain't nobody else here.
You must be lookin' at me.

You want a piece of this?

You're a damn good-lookin' man.

Mulder, what's up?
Scully, is this a bad time?

No. No, i'm...
come on in.

Who's that for?

Uh... us.

Okay, have a seat.

So, uh,
what are you workin' on?

More autopsy data.

Everyone at the lab found mr.
Van blundht pretty fascinating.

We discovered an additional anomaly
relating to the hair follicles in his scalp.

I can't even begin to guess
at the nature of it...

until we can run it through the
transmission electron microscope.

Sounds very interesting.

Yes, it is.

Seriously, mulder.
What's going on?

You okay?
Mmm.

Just kinda knockin' around,

and was just thinkin'...

Uh, it's good.

We never really, uh,

talk much,

do we? What do you mean?
Like... really talk?

No, no, we don't, mulder.

What's stopping us?

So there we are
at 2:00 in the morning,

me in my moray taffeta dress and marcus
in whatever the hell he was wearing...

thank you very much.

It had a kelly green
cummerbund on it.

Anyway, so i know that marcus is
thinking that it's now or never.

And i'm thinking...
what are you thinking?

I'm thinking what is that siren
i hear getting louder? No way!

Who called the cops? It wasn't the
cops. It was the fire department.

My friend sylvia and her
idiot prom date... burwood?

Had built this campfire that
went totally out of control.

And so we all had to ride back
on the, uh...

what do you call it?
The, uh, the pumper truck.

Geez.

Yeah. Marcus was the twelfth
grade love of my life.

I can't believe
i'm telling you this.

I don't believe you
haven't told me before.

Now i'm seeing a whole
new side of you, mulder.

Is that a good thing?

I like it.

Do you ever wish things
were different?

What do you mean?

The person you wanted to be when you
grew up, when you were in high school?

How far off from that
did you end up?

Career wise?
Miles off target.

Not just that.

But do you ever wish...

that you could go back
and do it all differently?

Do you?

Thanks for comin'.

What's with the hat?

My court-appointed therapist
makes me wear it.

She says it's meant
to bolster my self-esteem.

Does it?

Not really. The other inmates
beat me up and take it from me,

which would be okay except every
week she brings me a new hat.

Plus, they keep me on
some kind of muscle relaxant...

so i, i can't make faces
the way i used to.

Did you tell them to do that?

Is, uh, is agent scully here?

What did you wanna
talk to me about, eddie?

I just think it's funny.

I was born a loser,
but you're one by choice.

On what do you base
that astute assessment?

Experience.

You should live a little.
Treat yourself.

God knows i would
if i were you.

Have a good day, sir.

I don't imagine you need to be told
this, mulder, but you're not a loser.

Yeah, but i'm no eddie
van blundht, either, am i?

I made this.

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