A nervous-looking Nestor pays CSH a visit. They speak Spanish. Subtitles tell me that Nestor thinks Doggett is different than the schmoes the Cartel usually has disappeared. "I sense I'm telling you something you already know," Nestor says. "He's an FBI agent," CSH says. Nestor, shocked, wonders why they haven't killed him yet. CSH shrugs: "Same as everyone, I take my orders from the Cartel. My orders didn't mention killing the man. Of course, if he were to die tonight, it's no concern of mine." They stare at each other. Nestor is like the Mexican Krycek. Only not as hot. Also, he has both his arms.
Cut to the San Antonio Field Office. Enter Scully with a big old bag. I might be crazy, but the dude in the background looks really familiar for an extra. I think he's been on this show before, in an FBI Agent-type capacity, and if I'm right, that's nice continuity. Scully scampers over to the desk where Moronica is staring at a pile of papers. "[Moronica]," she says. "Dana!" Moronica chirps. "Surprise, surprise," Scully says, almost smiling. She's snuck down there without telling Kersh, she says. Just like old times, running all over America without telling her boss. Kersh is also unaware that "Skinner's on his way to Mexico to consult with the federal police." Scully mentions that she got some dirt that might help their investigation: someone in Mexico is trying to get information about a amnesiac Marine fitting Doggett's description. Moronica takes a look at the police report. "Officer Laratel?" she asks. Turns out that "Laratel" is a Mexican phone card. It's like calling in a police report as Mr. Verizon Wireless. Scully looks thoughtful. "I'll trace the call," she says.
Domingo's House of Buses. Doggett's still working on the bus, this time lying underneath it and poking it with sharp objects. Nestor strolls over, looking somewhat menacing. Doggett asks Nestor something in broken Spanish, and Nestor sneers. "I speak English. By the way," he says. "Yeah. See you in hell, FBI." He draws his gun. Wow, who knew Nestor was such a bad-ass? Doggett's no dummy, though, and works some mechanical mojo, causing the propped-up bus to fall square on Nestor's foot. Nestor yells in agony, and then rips his bloody foot out from under the bus. By the time he's cognizant enough to look for Doggett, however, our intrepid hero is gone. Nestor hops around, waving his gun as the camera pulls out and away from the garage. We hear a gunshot, but I don't think it was Doggett who got plugged.