Skinner: What do you want from me?
Krycek: Let's take a ride.
Me and the Action Figures, in unison: [girlish twittering] Okay!

Down in the Lush Basement Office, Krycek sits in Scully's chair and plays with Mulder's nameplate. "Word on the street is he's back from the dead," he smirks. Skinner's all, "What do you want, Alex?" Because now they're on a first-name basis, what with Krycek having Skinner's life in his hands and all. Krycek tells Skinner that he's going to give him the chance to save Mulder's life. Skinner doesn't buy it. Krycek idly remarks that he can kill Skinner anytime he wants. Skinner dismisses this minor issue, and tells Krycek that he doesn't believe that Mulder can be saved, period. But, see, Krycek says he has a vaccine that will work -- a vaccine that Mulder knows about; a vaccine that Bill Mulder helped develop. "No vaccine can help the man I found in that grave," Skinner spits, bitterly. Krycek shakes his head. "You found him," he says almost wistfully, "and you don't even know what you've got." Skinner turns to leave, but whips around at the last moment and dives for the Graphing Calculator of Pain. Krycek is faster than he is, though, prosthetic arm and all. He grins. "Push of a button, Walter."

Okay, grossest scene ever. Ever. Nothing you say can convince me that this is not Chris Carter paying me back for all those times I called him a hack. Those of you who saw the episode can just remember what happened, and those of you who missed it can say a quick prayer of thanks to the deity of your choice right now. Long story short: Billy Miles wakes up, removes his respirator and gets out of bed. He then takes a shower and washes away all his dead skin - for, like, twenty minutes -- while I vomit.