Keep going.
That's the way.
Don't stop now.
Oh, come on, keep pushing.
No pain, no gain.
I want five more steps, and then you're done.
Uh-huh.
Four... three...
good.
And... super.
Hit it.
Nice and easy.
You're really coming along, Bobby.
I'm very pleased with your improvement.
Back off.
Two fingers on your
pepper spray, just like I told you.
Mr. Piero, is all this really necessary?
Yes, ma'am.
I'd say it is.
So, what's this guy's story?
Cop killer.
Regular people killer.
General all-around waste of skin.
So, what are you scared of?
The guy's a freaking vegetable.
I mean, what's he going to do,
run over you with his big plastic wheel?
I'll tell you what.
You want to last here more than a week,
you don't ever underestimate this man.
Never trust him.
Never let your guard down around him... never.
Capisce?
Comprendo.
What's up, Modell?
Hey, Chuck?
What the hell happened, Chuck?
Where's Modell?
He had to go.
The orderly is being questioned,
but judging by his mental state,
he's not going to be much help to us,
so there's very little we know for sure at this point.
What we do know is that the last confirmed bed check
was 2:04 a.m.
As of 6:14 a.m., the subject was reported escaped.
Since then, there have been
no further sightings or contact.
How did this man make his way out of the building?
Every indication is he simply walked out the front door.
Due to the...
unique nature
of this investigation,
the FBI will head the manhunt.
The Marshals Service will lend
their much-welcomed expertise
and will coordinate all their efforts with myself
or my two designated S.A.C.'s,
Agents Mulder and Scully.
They apprehended the subject the first time around.
Agent Mulder.
The subject's name is Robert Patrick Modell.
He's a serial killer
responsible for at least 17 murders.
Specifically, he targets law enforcement.
In 1996, he caused the deaths of an FBI agent
and a Loudoun County sheriff's deputy.
It was all a game to him.
He was looking for, in his words, "a worthy adversary."
To win makes him
feel important.
He likes to think of himself as a Ronin,
a warrior without a master,
adhering to the budo, the Japanese way of war.
In truth, he's a highly intelligent sociopath
who has no fear of dying.
In keeping with his game archetype,
he likes to leave clues.
This is why we expect to be contacted by him
hopefully sooner rather than later.
We fully expect him to pick up
- exactly where he left off. - What did you mean before
when you said he just walked out of the building?
Modell refers to himself as "Pusher."
Technically speaking,
all of his victims' wounds were self-inflicted.
This man has a unique ability to force his will upon others,
to "push" his victims into hurting or killing themselves.
Say what?
Okay, look, this is all you need to know:
Do not trust this man, do not talk to him,
do not engage him in conversation
even if he is unarmed.
Approach him only with extraordinary caution,
and then only with adequate backup.
So what's "adequate backup"?
"Adequate backup"?
Every cop you can lay your hands on.
Line up for your assignments.
What's Modell's condition?
Extremely weakened.
The doctors here say that he can barely even walk.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, Mulder, I'm amazed he's even alive.
The condition that we last saw him in...
comatose with a bullet in the head.
How did he recover?
Well, apparently, one day, about six months ago,
he simply woke up.
It's unusual, but it's not unheard of.
What about his brain tumor that was supposed to be killing him?
It still is.
Is there anybody on staff here we can talk to?
He has a physical therapist.
Mulder?
What if Modell plans to pick up where he left off?
Where does that leave you?
You were his prime target.
Should you even be heading this investigation?
As opposed to what?
What's your point?
That it's exactly what he wants:
that once again, you're playing his game.
The escaped inmate, Robert Patrick Modell,
was convicted in 1996
of charges stemming from an incident
in which he brandished a firearm
in a downtown hospital.
Two people died.
Officials are cautioning area residents
not to approach this man.
He is considered to be
extremely dangerous. Paul?
Can I help you?
Hi.
You're not scared of snakes?
Huh?
Looks like a timber rattler.
Hold on tight to the neck now.
Don't let it bite you.
Don't drop it.
You drop it,
it'll get you.
Todd...
do you think I could get some service now?
Yeah.
Go into the back and put the snake down.
Uh, Diane, we're gonna run
that videotape again from this morning.
Certainly, Paul. This was the scene here
at Lorton Penitentiary less than one hour ago.
Agents of the Federal Bureau of Investigation,
along with the U.S. Marshal Service
and representatives of local law enforcement,
met to assemble a multi-agency task...
He couldn't have been faking it completely.
That's all I can say.
The gunshot wound did a hell of a lot of damage.
You're the officer that shot him.
It says here that Modell had a visitor yesterday afternoon.
Who?
It's marked "LSC."
Little Sisters of Charity.
They try to visit all the hospitalized inmates.
Did Modell ever get any other visitors
besides the Little Sisters of Charity?
Not that I know of.
He didn't have much in the way of family.
He was raised in foster homes, mostly.
Sounds like you got to know him pretty well.
He never gave me any grief.
He worked hard at getting better.
I'd talk to him sometimes.
About what?
Small talk... nothing important.
He'd ask how I was.
He's a very considerate man.
I don't doubt for a second
Robert Modell belongs in prison,
but I never had any problem with him personally.
Agents.
It's Modell.
He's asking for you.
We're running a trace right now.
We just need 30 seconds.
Mulder?
Yeah.
Two words:
it's alive.
I don't feel like playing your game right now, Modell.
Touchy. Look, Mulder, there's something I need you to hear.
Tell it to me in person, Modell.
No. Seriously, listen to me.
No, you listen to me.
Either you come back here on your own
or I drag your sorry ass back on the bumper of my car.
- Time? - Ten more seconds.
When did you turn into Clint Eastwood?
Don't let him rope you in.
Now, stop talking like a tough guy
and pay attention.
I know you're tracing this call.
I don't care. I have something
- I need you to hear. - Mulder, hang up the phone.
Mulder, are you going to...
We got it.
- Go! - Go, go, go!
Watch yourself!
Move in!
There's nothing back there.
How far could he get?
Outside!
Where is he?
Where's Modell?!
He had to go.
I'm going to take a wild stab here and guess
this is a clue.
It appears as if he died from ingesting paint.
I imagine that he did all of this,
and then drank what was left.
See what you can make of it.
Modell?
Cerulean blue.
What the hell's the point of all this?
Maybe his choice of victim.
This is Nathan Bowman
with the Loudoun County Attorney's Office.
He's the prosecutor that tried Modell in 1996.
So you think it's simple revenge?
Sir...
it's not a manifesto.
It's the same single idiogram over and over.
Which is what?
Well, the hand it's in is pretty sloppy,
but I think it's supposed to be kitsunegari... fox hunt.
Fox Mulder.
Well, that's a little
on the nose, don't you think?
Was Nathan Bowman married?
Yep.
What are you thinking?
"Linda."
Bet that's his wife, huh?
- Novamax Realty. - Hi, Linda?
I'm sorry, Mrs. Bowman has left the office to meet a client.
Uh, may I take a message?
Do you know the name of the client
that Mrs. Bowman went to see?
It's, uh... Mr. Fox Mulder.
- It's him. - Location. Find out where he's at.
Do you... do you know where Mrs. Bowman
went to meet Fox Mulder? A location?
I know it's a commercial property in Falls Church.
Um, can you hold on, please?
Yeah.
Give me the Falls Church PD.
This must be the place
Unit six at 214 Channel Avenue.
Signs of forced entry.
We're going to check it out.
Exercise extreme caution, six.
Backup is en route.
Hello.
Officer...
I'm over here.
Keep on coming.
That's right.
No, not that way.
Not that way, either...
but you're getting warmer.
Dead ahead.
Straight in front of you.
Buddy, I'm straight in front of you.
What do you want me to do,
draw you a map?
Keep coming.
Almost there.
Put it down!
Put the gun down.
Put it down.
Now!
On the floor.
Facedown.
Do it!
Marty, I got him!
Get up here!
Let's go! Move!
Federal agents!
Officer, where are you?
Upstairs!
Sir, I got him!
I got him!
He's gone crazy!
Get him the hell away from me.
Give me your gun.
- Just give me the gun. - He was here.
He did come for the woman.
Why Bowman's wife?
What would he want with her?
Hey, we got a visitor!
Linda Bowman?
I'm Fox Mulder.
Hi.
Uh... you're my 12:15?
The appointment was made
this morning through my secretary.
All I know is
I was supposed to meet a Mr. Mulder here.
He didn't leave a number, and I couldn't call him
to tell him that I was running late.
Why would someone do this to Nathan?
Mrs. Bowman...
did your husband ever discuss
his work as a prosecutor with you?
Sometimes.
Did he ever mention the name Robert Patrick Modell?
Pusher?
That was Nathan's biggest case. Why?
Can you think of any reason
why this man Modell would take an interest in you?
What do you mean?
We believe he murdered your husband.
It also appears that he's the man
that made the appointment to see you today.
No...
no, no, he's in prison.
Not since 6:00 this morning.
Oh, God.
You're safe with us, Mrs. Bowman.
If you'll come with me,
we'll place you in protective custody.
Find him.
Yes, sir.
Mulder?
Why didn't Modell just kill those two cops?
What was to stop him?
Well, hopefully, he was incapable.
As in too tired?
Well, we've seen that before with him.
Maybe. I don't know.
Something's just not making sense.
Can I borrow your radio?
Yes, sir.
Gracias, amigo.
What took you so long?
Scully, I got him. Come quick.
Where are you, Mulder?
- Hold on. - North side of Channel, second floor.
- Hold on, now. Hold on. - Some kind of company. Some engineering company.
- We need to talk. - Shut up, Modell.
- Mulder, listen to me. - I said shut up!
There's something I need you...
Shut up or I will shoot you, you son of a bitch.
Mulder...
I will shoot you. Shut up.
You're going to listen to me.
You're going to listen to me, Mulder.
I will shoot you.
Listen.
Mulder...
Mulder, what happened?
Where's Modell?
He had to go.
About ten minutes ago.
He can't have gotten far.
Anything?
No sign.
Yes, Agent Mulder's fine.
Yes, sir.
How are you feeling?
Well, aside from the utter grinding humiliation
that comes from knowing I let our suspect go,
pretty good.
It could have happened to anyone, Mulder.
No, actually, it couldn't have.
I didn't find Modell; he sought me out.
He wanted me to hear his message.
Which was what?
"Don't play the game."
Whose game? His?
I don't think so.
I'm not even sure he's playing a game.
What are you talking about? Of course he is.
You said yourself that he was going
to pick up where he left off.
Then why didn't he kill the cops
or the prison guard?
Or, hell, while we're at it, why didn't he kill me?
Why didn't he make me eat a bullet out of my own gun?
He could have.
He killed Nathan Bowman.
Yeah, he was definitely there,
but that doesn't prove that he did it.
Mulder, this man's affected you.
He's influenced your thinking.
It's not like that.
A man is made to drink a gallon of cerulean blue paint.
Kitsunegari... fox hunt.
You're saying now that's not Modell?
Modell is involved...
he's related to it somehow, but not the way you think.
That's your opinion.
Yeah...
that's my opinion.
How can you be sure it's your own?
What do we still agree on here?
That Modell was pursuing Linda Bowman?
I'd like to know why.
I'm sorry.
I don't know if I can tell you much more
than I already have.
We appreciate your help.
I know Nathan was very proud of having prosecuted the case.
He said this man Modell was extremely clever
and dangerous and that he was a menace to society.
Nathan mentioned that an FBI agent
had ultimately shot him.
Was that you?
Yes.
He said you crippled him and put him in a wheelchair.
Nathan said it was too bad
that you just didn't kill him.
That it would have saved the taxpayers
the cost of a trial.
Your husband talked with you a lot about it.
Well, as I said, he was proud.
I guess he felt that...
that it was his brush with greatness.
Is it possible that he could have
mentioned you to Robert Modell?
No, no. I sincerely doubt it.
You see, Nathan and I...
we were only married two months.
How long did you know him?
Well, it was two months and two days.
Why wait
when it's true love?
You never know how long you have.
No, you don't.
It's not like Nathan was impulsive or flighty.
I don't want to paint him as that.
He was true-blue.
Thank you.
She killed Nathan Bowman.
What?
Modell was there, but for some other reason.
She killed her husband.
- Agent Mulder... - Wait a minute.
Just hear me out. Her husband's "brush with greatness"?
She doesn't want "to paint him as being impulsive"?
Who the hell talks like that?
You tell me.
She was waving it under our nose.
She was playing with us.
Modell told me... he warned me not to play the game.
I think it was her game he was talking about.
Modell told you?
Has she asked how
her husband was murdered?
Has she shown any interest in the details?
An escaped serial killer is supposedly stalking her.
Does she seem particularly fearful to you?
The woman's in shock, Agent Mulder.
She's not herself.
I might add: neither are you.
You heard her in there, Scully.
Mulder, no.
I'm sorry.
You said it yourself.
You said, "Don't listen to Modell. Don't trust him."
But you've done both.
But what if she can do what Modell does?
I think you should go home.
You think I should go home?
You're suspended until such time
I'm confident your judgment is sound.
Give me your weapon.
Who are you afraid I'm going to point it at?
Mulder, I think you should do what he says.
Excuse me.
Would it be possible
for me to get something to drink? Water?
Yes, ma'am. I'll have somebody come right in.
I'll prove it.
Agent Mulder?
Go fetch her some water.
I really don't know the man that well.
I'm sorry you got the impression that I do.
No, just anything at all that you might recall.
Um, did he ever talk about his past?
You know, mention anybody special?
A woman, something like that?
No.
Anything remarkable he ever said
that you can remember.
I guess one time someone else said something
about him that struck me as unusual.
Yeah? What was that?
It was one of the nuns who visits
from Little Sisters of Charity.
She, uh... she once referred to him as a "conquered warrior."
I thought that was kind of weird.
Was this the same nun that visited him
the day before he escaped?
Yeah, the same one that always visits.
How many times did she visit him?
Maybe three, four.
Will you take a look at something for me?
Is that the woman?
Is that the nun?
Hang on. I'm blind as a bat.
Therapy room.
Here, glasses.
Ah. Uh-huh.
Yeah. Yeah, absolutely.
It's empty.
- Where'd you leave them? - Uh...
Uh-huh.
Okay.
Oh, yeah, he's here.
No!
I need help in here!
Help!
Oh, man, you got him.
Go home.
What?
Go home.
Scully.
Hey, Scully, it's me.
Where are you?
I'm at the prison.
Mulder, you were told to lay off.
It's a little late for that now. Modell's therapist just
electrocuted herself right in front of me,
and she was on the phone when she did it.
It was Modell.
It was Linda Bowman.
Mulder!
The therapist would have identified her,
verified that she visited
Modell in the prison.
Would have? You don't know that.
Listen, Scully, just trace the call
and cut off any access that woman has to a phone.
I'm heading back there right now.
Mulder, I'm not at the safe house.
You're not?
We're at the Chain Bridge Mall investigating a suicide.
Why isn't anybody picking up at the safe house switchboard?
Back in the trucks.
All right, let's go.
On the floor, Modell!
Hey, it's Mel Cooley.
On your face! Do it now!
I said now!
I have a gun.
How's his vitals?
Did he try to speak to you?
He said we got our man.
What happened?
You were told to go home, Agent Mulder.
What happened?
He had a gun. I saw it clearly.
It was a revolver.
He pointed a gun at you?
We haven't found the gun yet.
He said to you that he had a gun.
Yes. And he did.
Excuse me.
Modell was unarmed.
He purposefully drew Skinner's fire.
For what possible reason?
To protect someone.
Linda Bowman?
To take the fall for her.
That's one hell of a plan, Mulder.
A serial killer makes us believe
that he's guilty, in turn diverting
the suspicion away from the real estate lady?
- Well, he had me going. - Where is she?
They've taken her home.
There is no reason to keep her in protective custody, Mulder.
It is over.
- No, it's not. - Where are you going?
If Modell makes it through surgery,
I want to be the first person that he talks to.
Mulder, talking to him has already
- done you enough harm. - Okay, look.
You do me a favor, Scully.
You give me a call when you think
I've come to my senses, all right?
Sir, I'm going to need to change
the patient's bandages.
Call me if he wakes up, please.
Yes, sir.
Bobby.
Why did you do it?
I didn't ask you to come after me.
Don't...
don't make a mistake.
I'm not.
After what they've done,
do you think I'd let them get away with this?
I'm going to finish what you started.
No.
Stop now.
Stop.
Bobby...
Bobby, you're not in any pain.
You feel wonderful.
You've never felt better.
Your heart is slowing.
It's tired.
It's too worn out to keep beating.
Let it rest.
It slows...
It stops.
Hello? Yes, I have that information for you.
I'll get the lidocaine, Doctor.
Never mind.
Put him down as 7:38.
Yes, Doctor.
Sorry.
Mulder?
Scully, what are you doing here?
You were right about her, Mulder.
Scully...
She's making me do this.
- Where is she? - She's here.
Mulder, make her stop.
I can't help myself.
Linda Bowman!
Mulder, make her stop.
Show yourself!
Mulder!
No!
I'm going to kill you.
Don't listen to her, Mulder.
- What?! - It's me.
You were right about her.
Linda Bowman is pushing you.
What the hell are you talking about?
I'm Scully.
Linda's right behind you.
She's telling you I'm her.
You killed her.
Mulder, I'm Scully.
I'm not dead.
She wants you to shoot me.
She knows you'll never forgive yourself.
Shut up!
- Listen to me! - Shut up!
Your mother is Tina.
Your sister is Samantha.
Shut up!
Modell warned you.
Don't play her game.
Mulder.
You think you can hold me?
Yes, we'd like an ambulance to 214 Channel Avenue.
Linda Bowman.
She has an advanced temporal lobe tumor just like Modell's.
It seems to run in the family.
She and Modell are related?
Fraternal twins.
He meant to protect his sister.
Apparently, she only found out
about his existence six months ago.
They were separated when they were two weeks old.
Raised apart.
Her "fox hunt..."
I'm guessing that she wanted revenge
for what she feels we did to her brother.
Anything you want to add to that?
No. I think that covers it.
Mulder, a moment, please.
I just wanted to say you did a good job.
How's that?
Nobody could have figured this out but you.
You knew it was Linda Bowman and not Modell.
You were way ahead of me.
I almost killed my partner.
Mulder, despite that, you prevailed.
You won her game.
How come I feel like I lost?
I made this!