Scully's, where Gabe is transfixed by Mulder's badge. Why does Scully have Mulder's badge? Wouldn't he have turned that in when he left the Bureau? And if he didn't leave the Bureau, isn't it possible that he might need it? "So this is Johnny Fabulous, huh?" Gabe asks. "Oh, Mulder's so smart, Mulder's so dreamy," he sighs, in a girly tone. Scully stomps over and snatches the badge from him, still holding a phone to her ear. "That's all Leyla ever talks about," Gabe whines. "Mulder and Scully, Scully and Mulder, blah blah blah." Okay, that I might take as a shout-out. Come on! Seriously! No? You're no fun. Scully rolls her eyes and hangs up the phone. She's getting the Sheriff's machine. Gabe is surprised that she's worried, and exposits that they didn't find anything in the cat. Scully explains that she's worried for exactly that reason: they should have. "What does that mean?" Gabe asks. Scully tells him that the cat was trying to chew something out of its stomach, but there was nothing there to chew out. She thinks maybe Evil Tommy's Really Very Dead Mom mutilated herself under similar circumstances. Gabe wonders, worried, whether Scully thinks his sweet, sweet Leyla could be in danger. Scully shrugs that they're wasting their time talking about it. She picks up the phone yet again. "Who are you calling now?" Gabe asks. "My mom. I'm going to beg her to baby-sit," Scully says. Shout! Out! Or not. If it was really a shout-out, Scully would have said, "Skinner. I'm going to beg him to baby-sit, because everyone knows my mother is totally incompetent when it comes to keeping the MiracleBaby safe from kidnappers and religious nutjobs."
House That Evil Built. Moronica's digging around the "Sheriff's" insides with a wooden spoon. This has been an unfortunate evening for utensils. "Found anything?" Doggett asks. "Yeah, a salad spoon nobody's going to use again," Moronica cracks, holding it up. "Otherwise, no. He's got absolutely no internal organs. He's like a big bag." Doggett finishes wiping the "Sheriff's" innards off his hands and tosses a stained dishtowel over the "Sheriff's"face. He tells Moronica that the stuff that came out of the vents of the car wasn't blood, either. How does he know that? He acts like he just found out. Does he have a little PortaLab in the trunk? "I hate to sound like Agent Harrison," Doggett continues, "but Mulder and Scully had a case like this that I remember, where they were trapped under ground with these mushroom spores that caused hallucinations." Moronica looks utterly blank. "Never mind," Doggett mutters. Hee. Moronica looks up at him and bleats that she doesn't know what to say, either. "Maybe Mulder and Scully would see something that we don't?" she offers. "How?" Doggett asks. "Nothing here makes any sense. Unless that's the very thing that we need to see." Doggett makes a thoughtful face and walks into the other room. Moronica follows. Seriously, what is Moronica's purpose on the X-Files? Doggett seems to figure everything out all by himself. The only thing Moronica does is get sucked into imaginary hospitals in the sky and have completely wrong-headed, non-psychic "feelings." And nobody needs that.