The Notspital. Moronica and Stephen are walking around, trying to open various doors and getting progressively more frustrated. And guess who shows up? Audrey. "Who are you?" Moronica asks her. "I'm Audrey. I work at the hospital," Audrey explains helpfully. Moronica introduces herself. "Stephen and I just want to get out of here. Will you show us the way out?" she asks. Audrey can't, she says. "I came to tell you," she says. "Your friend? Loves you very much." Moronica's face lights up. Okay, it really doesn't. But if Annabeth Gish could act, it would. "Did you talk to John? Does he know where I am?" she asks. "They all think you're dead," Audrey whispers. Moronica and Stephen exchange looks. Apparently, this is Not Good. "Give my friend a message," Moronica says. "Tell him he's a dog person." Audrey nods like this is a practical request and disappears around a corner.

Dr. Evil's office. A nurse pops her head in the door and tells him that she was going over his "code notes" for the evening, and that he missed something. He gave Moronica an injection that wasn't in the notes, she says. She assumed it was epinephrine. Dr. Evil is all, "No, you didn't see that." The nurse is all, "Yes, I did." And he's like, "Not!" And she's like, "Yeah-huh." And he's like, "Nuh-uh," and she goes, "Yes infinity." And I don't know why he didn't just say, "How did I forget to write that down? I did give her some epi in the ER. Thanks for catching that." And no one would have been the wiser. Instead, they bicker, and then he stabs her in the neck with a hypodermic needle and she falls down dead. He's not a very efficient Dr. Death, really, is he?

Elsewhere in the hospital, Doggett's sitting on a bench, his head in his hands, thinking about the time he and Moronica sat in her car and talked about domesticated animals. And he cries and cries. And then I turn to stone, because in his memory of their evening, he lays a giant smooch on her. Thank God, this sick fantasy of his is interrupted by screaming. An orderly has found the nurse's dead, dead body.

Scully and Doggett examine the nurse's body in an empty trauma room. Doggett points out that he had been asking this very nurse questions earlier, about what happened in the ER when Moronica came in. He did? I thought he was talking to the doctor. Huh. Well, whatever. Seriously, do you even care about that anymore? It's not like whomever he was talking to was wearing a shirt that said, "Hey! CSM is Mulder's Dad and Moronica is Samantha! And Also, the Winning Lotto Numbers for Wednesday Are 7, 8, 14, 32, and 61." Scully wonders if Doggett is insinuating that someone killed the nurse because she knew too much. Doggett shrugs, and asks her what she would use, if she had to kill someone and make it look like natural causes. That, by the way, is one of my favorite (if macabre) topics of cocktail party conversation: if you had to kill someone (for purposes of conversation, I generally say "your abusive spouse") and get away with it, how would you go about it? See, if you want to kill someone and flee the country, I think that would actually be fairly simple. It's getting away with it and getting to hang around and have everyone think you were innocent that mucks up the works. Anyway, Scully votes for an old favorite: some Phenobarbital and a small-bore needle. That's, natch, the doctor's choice of murder weapons. We mere mortals are generally stuck with blunt objects. I should really shut up. I'd hate for this recap to become state's evidence if I were ever to be suspected of...I mean, I never would...never mind. ["You know, I heard there was a murder in L.A. but they never caught the guy who did it. But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you, Jessica?" -- Wing Chun] Doggett thinks they ought to run a tox screen on the nurse. Because everyone knows that anyone can run a tox screen on anyone, ever. "I'm happy to do this for you," Scully says slowly. "Just don't kid yourself that this is going to somehow bring her back." I don't understand why Doggett and Scully have been handed the body. I mean, wouldn't an autopsy be done on the nurse as a matter of course, but by someone entirely unassociated with the FBI? And why didn't Doggett remind Scully about the time they dug Mulder up after being buried alive, and how he didn't try to make her stick him back in the ground right off the bat? "Thank you," the Mulder action figure calls from inside his shoe box office. I think it was "thank you," anyway. The sound is sort of muffled when the lid is closed.