Oh, man.
This is Southern Crescent to Red Crescent.
We've got a downed plane at camp perimeter.
Southern Crescent, this is Red Crescent.
That's a negative. We have nothing in the sky at this time.
Well, we got something down here.
Advise medevac unit to be on standby.
We're going to check it out.
Roger.
Medevac 1, Medevac 1, this is Red Crescent...
...downed aircraft in their area. Over.
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It was, it was cigar-shaped,
red and green lights, fast as hell.
I seen three of 'em flying over Chester County.
Right, right,
six troopers were chasing 'em down 22.
Whoa, I see one now.
It's over the water tower.
I see it, too.
Red and green lights just like you said.
From the trucker's description, the shape he fired upon
could conceivably have been a mountain lion's.
Conceivably.
The National Weather Service last night reported
atmospheric conditions in this area which were possibly
conducive to lightning.
Possibly.
It is feasible that the truck
was struck by lightning,
creating the electrical failure.
It's feasible.
And you know there's a marsh over there.
Those lights the driver saw
may... have been swamp gas.
Swamp gas?
It's a natural phenomenon
in which phosphine and methane
rising from decaying organic matter
ignite, creating globes of blue flame.
Happens to me when I eat Dodger Dogs.
How can a dozen witnesses, including a squad
of police vehicles in three counties,
become hysterical over swamp gas?
I've investigated multiple sightings before.
Chesapeake Bay, the Okoboji Lakes,
Area 51 in Nevada.
None had this much supporting evidence.
Anecdotal data, exhaust residue,
radiation levels five times the norm.
Mulder, none of that evidence is conclusive.
The only question for me is,
why was the truck driver singled out?
Isn't it more plausible that an exhausted truck driver
became swept up in the hysteria and fired upon hallucinations?
I mean, after all,
the road can play tricks on you.
Yeah, it can play tricks on you.
But not like this.
I started these stopwatches at the same time.
I don't know why they're holding me.
This "firing a weapon on a county road" charge
is a lot of horse manure.
I'm a vet and I know how to handle a gun.
Mr. Ranheim, I'd appreciate it
if you could elaborate
on the report you filed last night
regarding your encounter.
It was round...
...like a saucer.
And green and orange lights.
Last night you said it was cigar-shaped and black.
I didn't ask for this to happen.
All I want is to deliver my shipment
of auto parts and forget...
Pardon me for asking,
but how long have you had that cough?
Why?
I'm just concerned.
You said you were a veteran.
What's that got to do with this?
The cough, the fever, the rash.
Those are all symptoms of Gulf War Syndrome.
I was never in the Gulf War.
Okay. So, how long have you not been yourself?
Since the thing last night.
Mr. Ranheim, I'm Police Chief Rivers.
Please forgive the misunderstanding.
Your truck's been squared away.
You may go.
I'd like to examine the truck.
That won't be necessary.
This man has had an alleged close encounter.
The truck undoubtedly contains important trace evidence.
Sir, if I may...
You've gotten all you're going to get out of this county.
We will no longer cooperate in your investigation.
Why?
Just... go away.
Not... not here.
It's obvious someone got to the police chief.
Ranheim was hiding something.
Ranheim was sick.
He only became sick last night.
Excuse me, could I use your pen?
Mm-hmm.
What are you suggesting,
that Gulf War Syndrome is caused by UFOs?
UFOs are frequently witnessed
by soldiers during wartime.
Thanks.
- Here you go. - Oh, thank you.
Mulder, the only UFOs that soldiers are likely to see
are secret military aircraft.
Well, what if that's what made the soldiers
in Iraq sick... the exhaust or fuel
of a classified aircraft or its weapon?
Well, there is a base in Little Rock.
You think that's what the air force was flying that night?
They'd deny it, but it could possibly explain how Ranheim
developed his symptoms.
Possibly.
I want to talk to some people
when we get back to Washington.
Mulder, the military isn't going
to talk about classified info.
No, these guys are like
an extreme government watchdog group.
They publish a magazine called The Lone Gunman.
Some of their information is first-rate...
covert actions, classified weapons.
Some of their ideas are downright spooky.
Check it out, Mulder, I had breakfast
with the guy who shot John F. Kennedy.
Is that so?
Old dude now, but yeah.
Says he was dressed as a cop on the grassy knoll.
And, Mulder, listen to this.
Vladimir Zhirinovsky,
the leader of the Russian Social Democrats...
he's being put into power
by the most heinous and evil force of the 20th century.
Barney?
The CIA.
Hmm.
Is this your skeptical partner?
She's hot.
You don't believe that the CIA,
threatened by a loss of power and funding
because of the collapse of the Cold War,
wouldn't dream of having the old enemy back?
I think you give the government too much credit.
I mean, the, the government
can't control the deficit or manage crime.
- Lone Gunman. - What makes you think
they can plan and execute such an elaborate conspiracy?
She is hot.
Settle down, Frohike.
We're not talking about a bunch of idiots up on the Hill
trying to bone the Capitol pages.
We're talking about a dark network...
a government within a government controlling our every move.
- How can they do that? - How?
I'll show you how.
You got a $20 bill?
Hmm.
I'll check.
Mm-hmm.
Uh-huh.
Hey!
That's just one method.
They use this magnetic strip to track you.
Whenever you go through a metal detector at an airport,
they know exactly how much you're carrying
- and where you're carrying it to. - Hey, Byers,
it is a federal crime to deface money.
- The strip is an anti-counterfeiting measure. - How come it's
on the inside? Other countries put that strip on the outside.
- What are they hiding? - O-O-O-Okay, all right.
What do you know about the Gulf War Syndrome?
Agent Orange of the '90s.
Artillery shells coated with depleted uranium.
Have you heard of any classified planes
being flown during the Persian Gulf War?
Why would you need to expose a secret plane to an air force
that runs to Iran whenever you take to the air?
What about UFO activity during that period?
Yeah.
UFOs caused the Gulf War Syndrome.
That's a good one.
That's why we like you, Mulder.
Your ideas are weirder than ours.
Those were the most paranoid people I have ever met.
I don't know how you could think
that what they say is even remotely plausible.
I think it's remotely plausible
that someone might think you're hot.
Did you see the way they answered the telephone?
They probably think that every call they get is monitored
and they're followed everywhere they go.
It's a form of self-delusion.
It makes them think that what they're doing
is important enough that somebody would...
What's the matter?
Hello.
Pitchers and catchers report
for spring training this week.
Yeah, what are we doing here?
Missed your calling, did you, Mr. Mulder?
Yeah, maybe this year we can catch a game
at Camden Yards.
Of course we wouldn't be able to sit together.
That's too bad.
Something tells me you'd have the connections
to get great seats.
Yeah, any park in the country.
It's just a tourist.
In our line
nothing is just what it seems.
What am I onto?
We go down to investigate a truck driver's encounter
with a UFO, and the next thing,
we're discovering electronic surveillance equipment.
Who's listening to us?
Why won't you tell me?
What am I onto?
A dangerous path.
The truck is bogus and so is the truck driver Ranheim.
First I checked his manifest.
It listed a truck carrying 108 cartons of auto parts,
weighing 3,100 pounds.
Then I checked with three weigh stations along his route,
and they have it listed at 5,100 pounds.
There's something in that truck, Mulder, and it's not auto parts,
and of course nobody ever reported him.
Furthermore, Ranheim lied to us about being in the Gulf War.
His real name is Frank Druce...
and I worked hard to get this one.
He was Special Operations Black Beret
in Mosul, Northern Iraq.
Also, he didn't get sick
from the encounter the other night.
He's been to the V.A. hospital for treatments three times
in the past year.
We had it.
We had it and we let it go.
Four days ago an Iraqi Air Force pilot
shot down an unidentified flying object.
The wreckage and possibly the occupants
were recovered by the army.
Ranheim the truck driver would be a perfect escort
for the wreckage and/or bodies
out of Iraq to a laboratory in the United States.
That would explain why the truck weighs
so much more than listed.
The military has, in the past,
transported dangerous materials and weapons
in unmarked trucks across the country.
I'm beginning to sound like those guys
over at The Lone Gunman, right?
Where did you obtain this information?
Let's just say it's a source with a deep background.
I want to know all about him.
All I know is that he's guided us away from harm.
How do you know that?
We work for the Federal Bureau of Investigation
and we're being bugged.
What does that tell you?
That tells me that not everything is
as it appears to be.
Exactly, and for all we know,
this deep background is the one responsible for the bug.
He's never lied to me.
I won't break that confidence.
I trust him.
Mulder, you're the only one I trust.
Then, you're going to have to trust me.
Did you find out where the truck is now?
Generally.
It's heading west, towards Colorado.
Okay, we've got to try to intercept it
and see what's on board.
I'm going to go pick up a few things.
I'll meet you back at your place
in an hour, okay?
I cut the main breaker.
You risked exposure coming here.
What I have here is too important.
The photograph in that envelope
was taken by an officer at Fort Benning, Georgia.
17 UFOs were spotted in one hour.
Is that where the Iraqi wreckage is being held?
Are UFOs monitoring the area?
Nice place you have here.
Wait. Wait.
I-I just wanted
to take this opportunity to thank you.
You've helped my work so much
and you've never asked for anything in return,
and, and I know you've put yourself
at great risk to do so.
This is the best photographic evidence I have ever seen.
When I first saw the Gulf Breeze photos,
I knew they were a hoax,
but this, this is the quality of evidence
the government has amassed for decades
at the highest classified levels.
That business with the truck
was just a decoy to keep anyone looking closely
away from Fort Benning,
where they are keeping the remains of the Iraqi UFO.
We've got to leave for Georgia immediately, Scully, come on.
Mulder, this photograph is a fake.
What?
Look.
This soldier's shadow is allegedly created
by the lights from the UFO,
but it falls in a direction
contradictory to the craft's position.
There could be an off-camera
light source creating that shadow.
Now, look closely at the color of the light
reflected in the windshield.
Now, that reflection should be
from the red lights of the UFO,
but it doesn't match the color of the ship's lights.
There's probably a degree of tint
in the windshield, or the gradation could be attributed
to atmospheric conditions.
Mulder, we should have it analyzed.
Why don't you just admit it, Scully?
You're determined not to believe him.
Well, maybe you're too determined
to believe him.
I am determined to follow a lead
that may result in the proof of the existence
of extraterrestrial biological entities.
I need to go.
- Mulder, listen to me. - No.
Please, will you just hear me?
I have never met anyone
so passionate and dedicated to a belief as you.
It's so intense that sometimes it's blinding.
But there are others
who are watching you, who know what I know,
and whereas I can respect and admire your passion,
they will use it against you.
Mulder, the truth is out there, but so are lies.
Thank you.
I had the photo analyzed by the Bureau's computers.
Initially it appears to be legitimate.
The film grain matches in pattern and density,
color levels, shading.
Then I noticed this.
It's the moon, half full.
I had the reflection in this window
enlarged by 25.
There's the moon again,
a quarter full,
not to mention the fact that the window
couldn't even catch the moon's reflection
from that angle.
You were right, Scully, it's a fake.
He tried to deceive us.
Now we're alone on this.
There's no one we can trust.
They went to a lot of trouble
to put us on the wrong track.
There's something here
that no one's supposed to find.
Why didn't you leave for Fort Benning?
The photograph was a fake.
Well, at least you're not insulting me further
by feigning appalled surprise.
On the contrary, I think a compliment is in order.
That photo was prepared by our very best.
- I thought you were my ally. - Oh, I am.
Yeah, imagine if Eisenhower told the rest of the Allies
that D-day would take place in Belgium.
Mr. Mulder, I place my life
in great jeopardy every time we speak.
I've been a participant in some of the most insidious lies
and witness to deeds that no crazed man could imagine.
I spent years watching you
from my, uh, lofty position
to know that you were the one I could trust.
Then, why did you lie to me?
I needed to divert you.
You and Scully are excellent investigators,
and your motives are just.
However, there still exist some secrets
which should remain secret... truths that people
are just not ready to know.
Who are you to decide that for me?
The world's reaction to such knowledge
would be far too dangerous.
Dangerous. You mean in the sense of outrage,
like the reaction to the Kennedy assassination or M.I.A.s
or radiation experiments on terminal patients, Watergate,
Iran-Contra, Roswell, the Tuskegee experiments.
Where will it end?
Oh, I guess it won't end as long as...
men like you decide what is truth.
That transcript you gave me of the Iraqi pilot...
that was the truth, wasn't it?
Yeah.
Why did you even bother to show it to me?
Well, I was aware that you were onto the truck,
so I knew that, down the road, I would have to steer you away,
that I would have to lie to you, and a lie, Mr. Mulder,
is most convincingly hidden between two truths.
Mulder.
If a shark stops swimming, it will die.
Don't stop swimming.
I'm not responsible for the electronic surveillance,
but I do know they can still hear you.
Mulder.
Are you home?
- Scully, hey, I'm glad you dropped by. - Mulder...
I've been thinking about this whole situation, you know,
and I think you're right.
I think they won this one, I think we should just move on.
I think this time you're right, Mulder.
All right, stick with him.
Hey!
There you are, Ms. Scully,
your round-trip ticket to Chicago.
Here's your credit card.
And the plane departs at Gate 35.
I'd also like a one-way ticket to Los Angeles
with a stop in Las Vegas, and for that I'll be paying cash.
Called every weigh station and bureau office west of Colorado.
Tied up an airphone for three hours.
I don't speak Japanese, but I think some businessman
told me to stick a piece of sushi where the sun don't shine.
My ear's numb from being on hold for so many hours.
At least we can be sure they didn't trace our call.
I couldn't find the truck.
Did you have any luck?
Yep, it's heading northwest on I-90.
We have to get a couple tickets to Seattle.
Yeah, think about it.
This truck drove across America.
People it passed on the road probably thought
it was hauling auto parts or furniture,
you know, livestock, whatever.
Nobody would have suspected
it was hauling a craft from another world.
Here we go.
Mulder, we've been following this truck for hours.
Maybe he knows we're following him
and he's taking an evasive route.
Well, if that were the case...
You all right?
Yeah.
Come on.
Ranheim!
Ranheim?
Scully.
Oh, my God.
It was an extraterrestrial biological entity... alive.
Where did it go?
I think we were just witness to a rescue mission.
God, Mulder, I can't stop shaking.
What just happened... does it fit the profile?
Are you asking if it was real?
Did we just have a close encounter?
No, it was another hoax.
But how could anyone generate such force?
Whatever they used, we probably haven't heard of it.
Sound weapons, stealth helicopters
with an ultrahigh- intensity light.
It doesn't matter.
There's no evidence that this was a UFO.
So they created this elaborate show
just to deflect us again?
I mean, wouldn't it have been easier for them just...
Just to kill us.
Yeah, I've wondered that myself.
Maybe they're using me against myself
like you said before.
That I want so badly to believe, that I'd just accept
the obvious conclusions and walk away.
Well, now we have nothing to go on.
No one to turn to.
There's still one player in all this who hasn't lied to us,
but it's not quite someone we can turn to.
Levering and Priest Rapids,
east bank of the Columbia River.
Did you send out a field investigator?
And you can substantiate the sighting?
Okay, Nick, thanks a lot.
I've contacted several organizations
that have hotlines for UFO reports...
Center for UFO Studies in Chicago,
MUFON, NICAP...
none of them have ever reported a week of such activity.
It began in Tennessee
where Ranheim was encountered.
The sightings are following
the path of the truck.
And after last night's hoax...
look at this.
Seven sightings in Mattawa,
Washington... that's 100 miles away.
Aliens?
Looks like they want their colleague back.
We've driven full circle through Mattawa twice.
There's nothing here.
What's over there?
We have been waiting.
Welcome to our home.
We are willing to go with you.
Ahh-doo-nay-vah-so-barahgahs.
That's an intergalactic space greeting.
It means "Hello, space brothers."
Hello.
What's going on here?
A UFO party.
You've seen UFOs?
Last two nights. They're drawn to our electric power.
They hover over the power plant down there.
Everyone, they are here.
This is it.
There's Ranheim.
This place has got to have the highest level of security.
It's just the kind of challenge they're looking for.
Who?
Lone Gunman.
It's Mulder. Turn the tape recorder off.
Okay, it's off.
- Turn it off! - It's off already.
How would you like to have on your front page
the first substantiated photo
of an extraterrestrial biological entity?
No way. An E.B.E.?
What do we have to do?
Just hack me some identification numbers.
Braidwood and Stefoff.
Personal identification number?
7-5-9-3.
5-3-1-1.
Open the trunk, please.
Park in lot four.
Thanks.
Hey, wait!
Display these at all times.
Proceed.
Langly said he couldn't gain access to Level 6,
so that's where we...
We have to go back, we have to get through that door.
We're going to look suspicious going back.
We have to find other access, then, come on.
Mulder, they're not going to let us.
You folks come with me, please.
Yeah, we're lost, we're just looking for... we're trying to...
Just proceed down the hallway.
Yeah, if you could just help us...
Mulder, stop.
We're agents with the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
I'm reaching for my I.D.
We're here conducting
an investigation.
Proceed down the hallway, please.
This is Level 2 to Level 6.
I have a male and a female who have identified themselves...
- Mulder! - Stop!
Hold it!
- He's in the stairs! - Go, go, go!
Come on, guys.
Aah!
Stay on top of him.
Halt!
I said hold it!
Halt!
Let him go.
You've done well.
You're dismissed.
I know how badly,
how... very badly you want to look through that window,
but it would be pointless.
It's dead.
After the Roswell incident in 1947,
even at the brink of the Cold War,
there was an ultrasecret conference
attended by the United States,
the Soviet Union, the People's Republic of China, Britain,
both Germanies, France,
and it was agreed that, should
any extraterrestrial biological entity survive a crash,
the country that held that being would be responsible
for its extermination.
I, um... have the distinction of being one of three men
to have exterminated such a creature.
I was with the CIA in Vietnam.
A UFO was sighted for five nights over Hanoi.
The marines shot it down and brought it to us.
Maybe... it didn't know what a gun was
or perhaps they don't show emotion...
but that... innocent and blank expression
as I pulled the trigger has haunted me...
until I found you.
That's why I come to you, Mr. Mulder,
and will continue to come to you to atone for what I've done,
and maybe sometime,
through you, the truth will be known.
You're awfully quiet, Mr. Mulder.
I'm wondering which lie to believe.