Katha Dukes's residence. Silver Springs, Maryland. A cute little girl answers the doorbell. It's Monica. Mommy comes to the door. This is a long, boring Monica-centric scene, which I will mostly spare you. Katha is Jeb's sister. She doesn't think her brother is capable of these atrocities, because, she says, we're all born uncorrupted and...I'm sorry, I fell asleep. The action figures had to poke me with my fountain pen for a good ten minutes before I woke up. Now my left thigh is all polka-dotted with peacock-blue ink. The long and the short of it is that Jeb calls while Monica is there. Katha doesn't squeal. Jeb swears he's not a murderer. Whatever.
Spartanburg, South Carolina, just off Interstate 85. Phone booth. Jeb. Some lady raps on the glass and tells Jeb she got a flat tire a bit down the street. Good luck with that, lady.
Scully's hospital room. Doggett is still standing over her bed, staring. Scully wakes up and wonders what he's doing. He's just checking up on her, he says. She manages a weak smile and admits that she feels "all druggy." Doggett pours her a glass of water, and tells her that he and Mulder have been worried about her. He makes his haunted face yet again. Scully wonders what's the matter -- Monica's not the only empathic one on this show! He asks what made her believe, finally. Oh, the giant spaceship. Or being abducted. Twice. Or watching Mulder get sucked into the air by a giant alien ship. Whatever. Actually, she says she just realized at some point that she was simply afraid to believe. Then she falls back asleep. Doggett gazes at her, and turns to go. Then he looks back at her. The seagulls begin to scream some more, and Doggett has yet another "haunting" vision, once again of Monica in the middle of the woods, turning to look at him. Scully opens her eyes. "Why do you ask?" she says. "Some other time," Doggett sighs.