On the other side of the crime scene, Nora, The Worst Actress in the World, Nay, the Cosmos comes sobbing into the frame. I wish someone would turn HER into a block of steel. Sob, sob, sob, glycerin, glycerin, she's upset that Kurt's gone all missing, so soon after Ray's Untimely Demise. She manages to exposit that Ray and Kurt worked together at the salvage yard. I mention that only because it's vaguely important to the plot later. As I recall. Not that I was paying attention to the plot this week, because this episode was EVEN WORSE than last week's, which didn't seem possible last week, but, you know, hope springs eternal. Or is that DESPAIR? You tell me.

They find Kurt, whose head, literally, looks as though someone has used it as a bowling ball -- he has huge gaping bloody holes in both eyes, two in his head, and one right near his mouth. It's even grosser than the Banana Slug! It's grosser than the rats! It's grosser than all the gross stuff that happened last week that I've blocked out of my memory because it's just too painful! Scully and Doggett are nonplussed.