Port of Baltimore. 9:17 PM. Captain Turtleneck and Pierre, the First Mate, argue. Captain Turtleneck wants to disembark. Pierre tells him that he can't leave the ship; it's too suspicious. "We can't risk waiting," Captain Turtleneck grits. "We can't risk not making contact now. I'll be back!" He stomps out of the cabin. Mark Snow cues up the Dramatic Music of the Misplaced Handbag and recognizes immediately that he meant to hit the button for the Thrilling Strings of Nautical Mishaps. Then he realizes that no one will notice the difference and goes out for a genetically-altered cheeseburger.
Mulder/Scully House of Pain. Scully -- or this creature people are calling Scully, because I suspect the real Scully has gone on the lam with Mulder -- puts William down in his bassinet. I don't know why he's not sleeping in her bedroom anymore, but maybe she just rolls him from room to room, so she can watch him and be paralyzed with fear at all times. There's a knock at the door. Scully looks up, terror in her eyes. Dude, Scully, pull on your gun, or something. It's the Skinman, who whispers that he's sorry to come over so late. She whispers that she just put the baby down for the night. She's got a new robe. It's very pretty; all fuzzy and caramel-colored. Skinner comes inside and explains that he couldn't talk about this on the phone. "What is it?" Scully breathes. Okay, I'm sorry. I've been holding this in all week, and I have to let it out. What is wrong with Scully? What happened to her? Could we please go back to the kick-ass, straight-shooting, science-loving, eyebrow-raising, clever, resourceful Scully of Seasons One through Seven? Please? Even Season Eight Scully got off some decent disgusted glances. This Scully is like a totally new character. It's really kind of upsetting. Anyway.