written by Howard Gordon
PATTERSON: You know why he draws those? Did you ask him?
MULDER: I didn't get a chance to...
PATTERSON: He says he draws them to keep this demon of his away.
MULDER: Well, that would make sense. Historically, that's what gargoyles have been used for. To ward off evil spirits. Like on the eaves of buildings.
MULDER: Patterson never liked me.
SCULLY: Why not?
MULDER: Didn't want to get my knees dirty.
MULDER: Couldn't quite cast myself in the role of the dutiful student.
SCULLY: You mean you couldn't worship him.
MULDER: Something like that. Yeah.
MULDER: ... Patterson had this thing about wanting to track a killer, to know an artist, you have to look at his art. It really meant, if you want to catch a monster, you have to become one yourself.
MULDER: The name is from the French. Gargoeui. The name of a medieval dragon that prowled the river Seine. Whose horrible image became the symbol of the soul of the condemned. Turned to stone. Or of the devils and demons of the underworld spared eternal damnation.
The embodiment of the lesser forces of the universe who inspired dread, the threat of our own damnation. Ushers into hell or into the realm of our own dark fears and imagination. For over 1200 years, this grotesque image has found its expression in stone, clay, wood, oil and charcoal. Born again and again as if resurrecting itself by its own will through tortured human expression, almost as if it existed. Haunting men inwardly so that it may haunt mankind for eternity. As it must have haunted John Mostow.
But what impulses moved it to kill? Could this be the same dark force at work? Its ultimate expression the destruction of the flesh? Of the very hand that creates it? Is this evil something born in each of us? Crouching in the shadow of every human soul waiting to emerge? A monster waiting to violate our bodies and twist our will to do its bidding? Is this the monster called madness?
PATTERSON: I have to tell you, I'm really disappointed in you.
MULDER: Well, I wouldn't want to disappoint you by not disappointing you.
SCULLY: I kept trying your cell phone but you didn't answer.
MULDER: It was turned off.
SCULLY: You turned your phone off? Why do you even bother carrying it?
PATTERSON: I asked for Mulder because... I want to close the book on this God-forsaken case once and for all.
SCULLY: And you knew that he could help you solve it.
PATTERSON: My advice to you, Scully... Let Mulder do what he needs on this case. Don't get in his way and don't try to hold him back, because you won't be able to.
MULDER: (voiceover) We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, it's not a choice but a calling. Sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the fragile fortress of our mind. Allowing the monster without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss. Into the laughing face of madness.