Frank Spotnitz: Okay, so we have some time to fill before David comes back. What are we going to do with those episodes? I don't know if we even have four hours worth of things to talk about anymore...
Chris Carter: Dude! Scully and Reyes go undercover as exotic pole-dancers!
Vince Gilligan: No.
Carter: Maybe someone could kidnap that red-haired lady.
Carter: That short little redhead.
Spotnitz: Chris, that's Scully. You were just talking about her.
Carter: Okay, how about if Mulder and his sister go on a road trip to Mexico where they meet --
Gilligan: Mulder is gone!
Spotnitz (simultaneously): Samantha is dead!
Carter: Then who's that guy?
Gilligan: What guy?
Carter: Who's Doggett?
Gilligan: The new guy!
Carter: We have a new guy?
Spotnitz: I told you this yesterday.
Gilligan: Oh my God.
In the Lone Gunpound, Langly hacks away, wearing a "Joey Lives" Ramones tee shirt. Morris flips though back issues of The Lone Gunman and makes fun first of the content, then of the fact that they haven't published a new issue in over a year. Langly sighs that he can't find Yves Mouth of the Month anywhere in the...database thingy he's searching. Don't ask me what that is, or why she'd be there. Morris is all, no shit. "So, who's Joey?" he asks. Langly shirtily informs him that Joey is only the leader of the greatest punk rock band in history. Morris rolls his eyes. "What are you? Thirty-four? Thirty-five? Why don't you cut your hair and grow up already?" he asks. Byers and Frohike exchange nervous glances over Langly's head, as Langly hisses that Doggett and Moronica aren't around to "save" Morris now. "Get yourself a real hero, anyway. Not some dead teenybopper," Morris drawls. This, of course, pushes Langly right over the edge and he leaps out of his seat and stomps over to get all in Morris's face. "You want to know why Joey Ramone's my hero?" he asks. "Because people like you never managed to grind him down. They never stole his spirit. He never gave in, never gave up, never sold out." Unlike some people I could mention. "Right to his last breath. And he's not dead. Guys like that? They live forever." Make a note of that. No, make a note. Seriously, write it down. You don't want to forget that line. No, really. No, really. Really. Do you get it? Are you sure that you understand where this is going? You're sure you're sure? Okay. If you're totally sure. Byers advises Langly to just ignore Morris, but Morris pipes up that he thinks he can help them find Yves McLippyLips. Because, see, he knows her real name: Lois Runtz. Byers laughs at this, but Morris insists that it's true. At this moment, there's a knock on the Gunmen's "secret door." Byers opens it to find Jimmy, passed out in a pile. The seventeen people who watched The Lone Gunmen are all, "Jimmy!" The rest of us are all, "Huh. I wonder where I could get some Cheetos."