Chris Carter: Hey! That kid who works here is going to be that crazy guy in that one about Mulder's son.
Kim Manners: What?
Frank Spotnitz: Doggett's son.
Chris Carter: Who's Doggett?
Frank Spotnitz: The NEW GUY!
Kim Manners: [expletives deleted]
Frank Spotnitz: Kim, what Chris means is that our writing intern is playing the role of Cadet Hayes in the episode about Doggett's son.
Kim Manners: The kid with the weird fucking lips?! I'd like to kick him in the ass!
Frank Spotnitz: Couldn't the lip thing be part of his character?
Kim Manners: [grumbles]
Chris Carter: Look! Shiny!
PPP looks up at Doggett. "I see things," he says, pursing his lips again. Dead people? Moronica stutters and thanks the kid, telling him that, thanks to his analysis the other day, they worked up a profile of the guy who killed the poor dead ladies. "What's the profile?" he purses. Doggett rattles it off, and PPP starts shaking his head. "Why are you shaking your head?" Doggett asks. PPP informs them that the profile is wrong. He has one of his own, which he shares with them in a distant tone. "His parole office thinks he's looking for a job. He already has one. Working for organized crime," PPP purses. Moronica and Doggett are at a loss. "He's killed many people. He's going to keep on killing," PPP says, and just walks away from them. "Kind of annoying, isn't he?" Moronica asks. Oh, fine: Heh. Doggett looks after PPP sadly. Moronica rolls her eyes and walks away.
Piano of Pain. PPP walks sadly to his room, which is in the basement of what looks like some kind of bunker. Maybe it's the FBI Academy's dorms. I don't know. Wherever it is, his room is De-Pressing. Especially since it's all covered with pictures of dead bodies. No, covered. No. COVERED. PPP stares at the photographs as he takes off his shoes. Well, we all have different routines: I read my mail and take off my bra when I get home. And maybe eat a cookie. PPP takes off his shoes and stares at pictures of dead ladies. I'm not here to judge. Oh, except for how I totally am: that's completely fucking weird.