Scully's House of Total Agony. She sits on the sofa, on the verge of tears. Business as usual, in other words. Doggett, Moronica, and Gibson wait in the background; Moronica and Gibson are at the kitchen table, Doggett leaning against the counter with a cup of joe. I like to think that Gibson is kicking Moronica's ass at chess there at the table. The phone rings. And rings. And rings. Scully is paralyzed. Finally, Doggett picks up the phone. "Yeah, I'll tell her," he says shortly. Gibson and Moronica watch nervously in the background, although surely Gibson already knows the bad news from looking at Doggett's face. ["Or, you know...reading his mind." -- Wing Chun] "That was Skinner," Doggett says. And nothing more. "Agent Doggett?" Scully asks tearfully. Doggett turns and looks at her sympathetically. "Death by lethal injection," he tells her sadly. At first, Scully has no reaction. Then her lip trembles. Then she goes absolutely white and I honestly think she might just pass out. Instead, she just breaks, covering her face with both hands. How did it all turn so sour for poor Agent Scully? Nine years ago, she was all Perky McBadSuit, all "I look forward to working with you, Agent Mulder," all "You can't possibly be suggesting that, Agent Mulder," and then she was like, "Wow, I just got abducted," and then she was all, "Dang, they killed my sister," and next thing you know, it's all "Shoot, I've got cancer," and "Yikes, my partner is dead. No he's not! Yes, he is! No, he's not," and before you know it, it's "Huh, I've been pregnant for six years" and "Geez, Mulder's nowhere to be found" and now, here we are at, "Shit, I had to give my baby to strangers and they're killing my boyfriend."

USMC Base Brig. 11:21 PM (of course). A guard steps out of the parking kiosk to meet a black, armored-looking car. The guard asks to see some identification; the driver hands it over. It's Noel Roaoaoooooaoaoar. The guard waves him inside. That can't be good. Besides, I thought he was dead. Just kidding! Because he's...well, you know. Moving right along to...

...Mulder's cold, dark, dank, sad little cell. Someone throws the door open. "Who's there?" Mulder asks, sleepily opening his eyes. It's Doggett, holding a flashlight. "I'm here with Skinner," he says. "Get up." Skinner sticks his big, bald, beautiful head into the cell. "Move it, Mulder," he barks. Aw, yeah! Jailbreak, baby! Mulder stiffly pulls himself off the ground. "We're getting you out of here," Doggett says. "Come on!" Skinner impatiently hustles both of them out of the cell, shutting the door behind them. The three men run down the hallway, accompanied by the Pounding Drums of the World's Easiest Jailbreak.