Show: The X-Files - 1x18
(power saw whirring) Hurry and get him out of there!
I need two men on the left side now.
Wait.
Where you goin' with him?
He's dead.
There's a woman over there who isn't and she needs some oxygen.
Boy: I want you to rise!
Rise up and heal!
What the hell you doing?
Boy's laying on hands.
Rise up and accept the miracle He's given you.
You don't understand.
The man's dead.
Then the boy can't possibly do any harm, can he?
For this is the power of belief-- the power to separate the light from the darkness to create life from death.
Amen.
Show's over!
Let's clear the area.
Hallelujah, Samuel.
Hallelujah.
(singing gospel) Yes, indeed, praise God!
Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
I want everybody to say hallelujah!
(congregation:) Hallelujah!
Praise the Lord!
The woman on the table has a malignant tumor on her spine.
This boy here will attempt to heal her by simply laying his hands on her.
Where did you get this?
From the regional office in Tennessee.
The preacher's name is...
Reverend Calvin Hartley.
You've heard ofhim.
The boy is his adopted son, Samuel.
He claims to have found him as an infant Iying in the tall weeds near the muddy Mississippi.
He also claims the boy brought a man back from the dead.
It's more than a claim.
The man he saved appears as a regular attraction in the reverend's tent ministry.
The boy's been performing miracles every week for the past ten years, twice on Sunday.
Not according to the Kenwood sheriff.
Local authorities think Reverend Hartley and his son are a scam.
They've been trying to shut them down but without any luck.
They've turned to the FBI to try and get a prosecution.
Forwhat?
Fraud?
No.
Murder.
Watch the tape.
Lucy Kelly has the cancer.
Her doctors say it is inoperable.
They say it is incurable.
But I say to you that what the doctors cannot cure the Lord can.
(congregation:) Amen!
Yes, indeed.
Praise God.
Because God...
can work...
miracles.
Yes, Lord.
Praise God.
The clear light of God's healing love...
is fowing...
through Samuel's healing hands...
20 minutes later, Lucy Kelly was rushed to the hospital.
She was pronounced dead on arrival.
What caused her death?
I don't know, but it wasn't cancer.
They've requested someone with a medical background to assist local police.
I know it's not an X file...
When do we leave for Tennessee?
I think I saw some of these same people at Woodstock.
Mulder, you weren't at Woodstock.
I saw the movie.
You all right by yourself?
I'll be fine.
I won't be long.
Okay.
(sighing) Hartley: Most of you here today I know as neighbors and as cherished members ofour Miracle Ministry.
But some ofyou have come from far away...
as far away as Pensacola, Florida...
(cheering) and Uniondale, Long lsland!
Wayne Ashtown and his family.
And it is especially to those ofyou who come from so far that I must apologize from the bottom ofmy heart...
because, unfortunately Samuel cannot be here this afternoon.
I know how very deeply disappointed each and every one of you must be feeling right now but I say unto you, do not be dismayed.
Do not despair!
Do not lose your hope...
because in two short days, Samuel will be back here at our very special miracle mission!
Yes, indeed, praise God.
Maybe we should head backstage and see what the reverend has to say.
Wait.
This is where they bring out Elvis.
As these people will testify Samuel can heal you.
Yes, Samuel will heal you.
But...
only if you believe.
God bless you!
Scully: Reverend Hartley, we're with the FBl.
I see Sheriff Daniels has sent in the cavalry.
We just want to talk to Samuel for a couple of minutes.
He's not here.
Mulder: Well, where is he?
I don't know.
I haven't seen him.
That boy's been a bit troubled lately.
We're running late, Reverend.
If you'll excuse me.
Agent Mulder?
Yeah.
Sheriff Daniels.
We spoke on the phone.
This is Special Agent Dana Scully.
You requested a copy of the coroner's report.
Right.
Thankyou.
I see you got a chance to take in the Holy Roller sideshow.
Something tells me you're not a member of the reverend's fock.
I remember Hartley when he was a soapbox preacher collecting dollar bills in coffee cans.
Since the boyjoined the act he's gotten himselfa Cadillac for every day of the week bought forwith money that should be used to improve our roads and schools.
People want to believe.
99% of the people in this world are fools and the rest ofus are in great danger of contagion.
Even if Hartley and Samuel are fakes it's still a long way from accusing the boy of murder.
Witnesses say the boy was there laying hands on those people when they died.
You think that's how he killed them, with a touch?
I don't know how but we've been looking for him since Tuesday and he does not want to be found.
There's nothing unusual about these reports except that there were no autopsies.
Hartley blocked my autopsy request on religious grounds.
It doesn't help that the county coroner is a member of the Miracle Ministry.
Maybe we can arrange to have them exhumed.
to have them exhumed.
Sheriff...
It's Reverend Hartley's group.
Damn.
I told my people to keep quiet so this wouldn't happen.
Looks like you might have a few believers on the payroll.
Man: On behalf of the Miracle Ministry we demand that you stop this sacrilege.
You're not just dealing with me anymore, Vance.
You're dealing with the FBl.
We don't mean you any disrespect.
We're investigating a possible homicide.
Federal law requires we do a postmortem examination on these bodies.
I'm afraid we answer to a higher authority than the U.S.
government-- one that considers grave digging and defiling corpses mortal sins.
Daniels: We'll get that autopsy, Vance.
Sooner or later, you know we will.
The deceased's family does not want her grave disturbed.
Carol Wallace had no family.
We were her family.
We were her family and it was hard enough to bury her once.
So if you insist on going through with this we're prepared to maintain a vigil and do whatever it takes to stop you.
Daniels: Mulder Scully...
What?
One of my men just spotted the boy's car downtown.
Can't do much here.
Mulder: Let's go.
Daniels: Not a very likely place to be saving souls.
Where's the boy, Zook?
He's in the can.
What happened here?
Damn fool started a fight.
Figures them Bible thumpers wouldn't know how to hold their liquor.
Where you been, Samuel?
We've been looking for you.
Yeah?
I've been thinking.
Well, you're going to have plenty of time for that now, son.
I'm putting you under arrest.
For murder?
For suspicion ofmurder.
You mind if I finish my beer first?
Well, you go right on ahead.
I'm going to have somebody take a statement from you.
I'll see what I can do about getting your Caddie towed.
Hey, Sheriff.
What evidence do you have to charge the boy with murder?
Well, what more do you want?
The boy's practically given himself up.
He's drunk, though.
Well, then I'll add drunk and disorderly.
Let's get this straight.
It's not a question about the boy's guilt just how he did it.
Let me have a minute with him?
Suit yourself.
Samuel, I'm Agent Mulder.
This is Agent Scully.
We're from the FBl.
Looks like you took quite a beating there.
Penance, Mr.
Mulder.
Some might call it a plain old bar brawl.
You know what they say-- " He giveth and He taketh away."
Man gets too proud sometimes it does him good to get the crap kicked out of him.
Saves God the trouble.
The trouble of what?
Humbling the guilty sinner.
Guilty of murder?
Yes, sir.
How did you do it, Samuel?
Apparently, my pride and my weakness were an invitation to the devil.
I muddied the river of my own faith.
Now my gift has been corrupted.
You're saying that you killed those people with a touch?
I've laid my hands on the ill, given them health.
I've healed the sick.
I've even touched the dying and given them life.
God has given me a special gift.
Did He buy you all that jewelry too?
Something is missing in your story.
Do you doubt the power of God, ma'am?
No, but I doubt the veracity of your claims.
I have looked on the infirm and seen their sickness-- their cancer.
just as I can see the pain on this man right here.
Really?
What pain is that?
The pain you have...
regarding a brother or a sister.
It's an old pain.
It's never been healed.
Is this some kind of a trick?
No trick, ma'am.
Let's get the sheriff...
I want to hear more about this pain.
Tell me.
I can see it, plain as day.
It was a sister.
You lost a sister quiteyoung.
Someone took her away.
What else do you see?
Strangers...
a bright light.
Sheriff...
Samuel: You should have come here earlier.
I could have healed your pain.
Let's get this overwith.
I need another minute.
I can't help you, not anymore.
My gift is gone.
Cuff him.
Let's go.
You have the right to remain silent.
I'll tell you, Mr.
Mulder-- God watches over his fock.
He gives us signs every day.
Open your heart.
He mightjust open your eyes.
How do you think he does it?
I don't know.
Woman: Given his exemplary record and the highly circumstantial nature ofthis case I ask that my client be released on his own recognizance without bail...
judge, that is not a good idea.
Samuel!
Let me go and it will be on your head.
Enough.
This is not a pulpit, this is a court oflaw.
Is that understood?
Yes, sir.
Sorry.
Man: Your Honor, despite the defendant's avowed guilt we see no reason to burden the county with his maintenance until trial.
But we do request a minimum bail of$1 00,000.
All right, ifthere are no objections.
Bail is set at $1 00,000 to be deposited directly into the clerk's probation account.
My God!
What is it?
Good God!
My God!
What is it?!
What is this?
What...
What...
Oh, God!
How much more will it take foryou to believe?
The Lord has testified against me.
Does the serpent have to biteyou on the ass till you understand?
Everybody, clear this courtroom.
Mulder: "And when it was morning "the east wind brought the locusts. "
And the locusts covered the face ofthe whole earth. "
So that the land was darkened.
And they did eat every herb..."
Come on, Mulder... "
And all the fruit ofthe trees which the hail..."
A few thousand grasshoppers does not constitute a plague.
Besides, we're in farm country.
This area is an agricultural smorgasbord for this type ofinfestation.
Maybe in a cornfield, but this happened in a courtroom.
So what's next?
The slaying ofthe firstborn?
(chuckles) Does this have to do with what Samuel said in the bar last night aboutyour sister?
I had these patient cases sent over from Kenwood County Hospital.
These are physician-documented cases ofpatients who went to Samuel after conventional treatments failed. "
Spontaneous remission ofmetastatic cancer... "
Regenerated nerve growth after post-trauma paraplegia..."
I have encountered dozens ofpsychic healers but none like this.
I think the kid is for real.
This is intriguing but there is a whole library ofmedical literature dealing with unexplained spontaneous cures.
Now Western medicine treats the human body in biochemical terms.
But the body could also be treated as an electromagnetic system.
Soyour theory is that ifSamuel can repair this energy field to heal he can also destroy it to kill.
Why not?
Okay, say that Samuel's touch can kill.
Whywould he want to?
He said he muddied the river ofhis own faith, meaning...
(knock at door) Ifyou're available Reverend would like to seeyou.
Hartley: I've been under a lot ofstress lately which I know doesn't excuse my rude behavioryesterday but I hopeyou found it in your hearts to forgive me.
Why did you want to speakwith us?
I need your help.
Samuel is being tried for murder.
You need a good lawyer.
Samuel is innocent.
How can you be sure?
Because he's my son.
That argument will not work on ajury.
And Samuel's confession won't help much either.
You have to understand-- Samuel is a very complicated young man.
He feels things like no one else.
To him, a pinprick becomes a gaping wound.
His power comes from this ability to feel.
But some people fear that power.
And out oftheirweakness and their fear they seek to destroy it.
You mean Sheriff Daniels.
It's no secret Sheriff Daniels has been trying to shut me down since I first opened my tent ten years ago.
He seems to think thatyour ministry is a fraud.
He's a faithless man, Agent Scully.
His wife, she suffers from a most painful arthritis.
Her fingers are twisted like bitter roots.
Yet he keeps Samuel from ministering to her.
In light ofrecent events, you can't blame him.
I don't know how those poor people died.
I can't explain that.
Which is why I'm asking you to be there tonight soyou could see foryourselves Samuel doing God's work.
Can I count on you both to be there?
I think so.
Mulder, what doyou think?
Excuse me.
Where did she go?
Who?
The little girl.
There's no little girl around here.
Scully: Mulder...
A little girl.
Brothers and sisters, helpyourselves.
Let the folks with the wheelchairs through now.
That's right.
Don't be shy.
Hello there.
Welcome to the Miracle Ministry.
Y'all come to see Samuel tonight?
Yes.
Will he be here?
The paper said-- Don't mind the papers.
God's workwill be done.
Young Samuel will cast out the devil and heal the sick.
Did you hear that, honey?
Could he see me?
I'll tell you what-- I'll put in a special word, hmm?
What's your name, darling?
Margaret Hohman.
Margaret, you wait right here.
I'll see ifsomebody can putyou in the front row.
How's that, huh?
I can't go out there, not afterwhat's happened.
God tests the faith in us all, son.
And because He has chosen you to act in His likeness He has given you the toughest test ofall.
Do not forsake your gift, Samuel.
Aw, man.
I'm a preacher, son.
That's my gift.
But all the preaching in the world could never equal even a small miracle in consolidating the faith and hope ofthese people.
Let this man-- whose lifeyou saved-- give witness tonight to the grace and goodness ofyour healing power.
They're all waiting on you, Samuel.
Choir: *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, ready, ready* *Ready, ready, ready* *Ready, ready, ready* *ReadywhenJesus comes.* Yes, indeed!
Praise God!
Hallelujah!
All: Hallelujah!
Praise the Lord!
All: Praise the Lord!
God is here tonight.
Oh, yes.
(crowd murmurs agreement) Pass it down, please.
I feel His presence.
Oh, amen!
Apparently miracles don't come cheap.
God is here and He...
is here...
to heal!
(cheering) Yes, heal!
Hallelujah.
There's a man I'd like to introduce toyou-- a man who has seen the face ofGod but who was not satisfied to go to that great place.
No, God had work for him to do right here on Earth.
As it is in heaven, mm-hmm.
I saw this man come back from beyond death's door.
He stands here today as a living testament to the ability ofGod to work miracles.
Ladies and gentlemen brothers and sisters...
our beloved friend, Leonard Vance.
Leonard: As it says inJohn chapter three-- " No man can do these miracles unless God be with him."
(murmurs ofagreement) That man to whom I owe my life is Samuel Hartley.
And he is here tonight to heal you.
Hartley: Thankyou, Leonard.
Ladies and gentlemen-- "God's soldier, Samuel Hartley".
(crowd clapping) (gospel music begins) Mulder!
(choir singing) *lt's time to seek the Lord* *Find your daily time* Receive God's love.
*For the time of His coming is near* *For no man knows* Through the power ofGod.
*The day nor the hour* *There is no time to waste* *You better get your house in order* *Or it may be too late* *The Lord is coming* Praywith me.
*Coming* *lt could be morning or night* *l said He's coming* *Coming* Closeyour eyes.
*Tomorrow might be too late* *Will you be ready?* *Ready, ready...* (gasping) (gasping louder) (loud heaving) What haveyou done, boy?
All right, everyone, remain calm.
Give this young woman some room.
Everybody praise God.
Say hallelujah.
Get an ambulance!
Don't panic now!
just praise the Lord!
Oh, my baby.
She's dead.
(sobbing) My lovely friends, children ofGod brothers and sisters ifyou desecrate the body then you slay the soul.
Let's keep this poorwoman's body intact.
We know that Reverend Hartley's been pressuring you but this is the third death linked with the Miracle Ministry.
Reverend Hartley says an autopsy is against Scripture.
What illness did your daughter suffer from, Mr.
Hohman?
She had M.S.
Has she ever had a seizure before this?
Not to my knowledge.
You see, I think that the seizure she had is indicative ofsome kind ofembolism or aneurysm.
But the boy only touched her forehead.
And areyou going to be content to bury herwithout knowing the true cause ofdeath?
Without knowing ifthere was foul play involved?
Give me a moment.
You think the boy really did it?
No.
Why not?
I was raised a Catholic and I have a certain familiarity with the Scripture and God never lets the devil steal the show.
You must have really liked The Exorcist.
One ofmy favorite movies.
Well...
So who wereyou pursuing in the crowd tonight?
I thought I saw someone I knew.
That boy really has you going, doesn't he?
Why doyou say that?
In the bar, Samuel mentioned your sister.
Is ityour sister you thinkyou're seeing?
I've seen her twice now.
Maybeyoujust want to see her.
I'm not delusional, Scully.
Don't discount the power ofsuggestion.
A healer's greatest magic Iies in the patient's willingness to believe.
Imagine a miracle, you're halfway there.
We learned that in med school.
You think this is what Margaret Hohman or her parents were imagining?
We're going to go along with your investigation.
It's 1 1 :21 p.m., March 7.
Subject's name is Margaret Hohman.
Female, Caucasian 1 07 pounds.
Mulder, take a look at this.
Do I have to?
Lesions on the lungs here.
I'm finding them throughout the cardiovascular and pulmonary systems.
There's also damage to the mucous membranes.
She must have died from cellular hypoxia.
A lack ofoxygen to the cells.
What would cause that?
My guess?
lngestion or injection ofsodium or potassium cyanide, maybe arsenic.
I won't know exactly until I run a toxicology screen on her.
How soon?
Lab opens in the morning.
See whoyou can push to get it done-- as soon as possible.
(door clanks shut) (footsteps) Samuel, it's Agent Mulder.
Yeah?
What doyou want?
I want to talkwith you.
Ifyou'd preferyour attorneywere present...
Whatever.
No.
I put a call in to Sheriff Daniels.
He's on his way down here.
I'm going to ask him to releaseyou.
Why areyou doing this?
You were there, man.
You saw foryourself.
Did you poison Margaret Hohman?
Did I poison her?
Did you poison her using potassium or sodium cyanide?
Because that's what killed her.
What areyou talking about?
You're innocent, Samuel.
Unless you had a hand in administering it.
I don't thinkyou did.
Whatever the cause, Mr.
Mulder, I am responsible.
Evidence will be presented tomorrow.
Habeas corpus law will force them to releaseyou.
You should go home and get some rest.
just leave me alone, okay?
Ifyou think the punishment foryour sins is the deaths ofthose people...
The Lord has testified against me.
I can't stand here and argue with your biblical rhetoric but I do know that the law will find you innocent.
You said you could see my pain.
Look at me.
What doyou see now?
I see nothing.
I am blind.
I don't believeyou.
I've seen her.
It was her, wasn't it?
Your sister?
You made her appear to me, didn'tyou?
Look at me.
I am very tired, Mr.
Mulder.
Is she alive?!
Is that what I'm supposed to believe or is this a trick?
You mean...
a trick ofthe devil?
(exasperated sigh) jailer!
I see I'm a little late for the ball.
I wanted you to release the boy.
On what pretense?
His innocence.
Aren'tyou out ofyour depth here?
This may be Hicksville toyou but we do try and hew to the legal system.
He seems determined to stay here anyway.
What does that tell you?
It tells meyou're determined to have him charged whileyour real homicide suspect is still at large.
(footsteps) Got some company forya, Sam.
(grunting) What areyou looking at?
(doorbell rings) I'll get it.
I'll get it.
Ma'am, Sheriff.
Hey, Dennis.
How areya?
just fine, ma'am,just fine.
Except we had an incident down at thejail.
What incident, Tyson?
The preacher boy.
He's dead.
He was alone in his cell when Mulder left him this morning.
How could this have happened?
The boy started a fight with a couple ofrowdies we picked up on a D.U.I.
Took some mean blows to the head.
Died before the ambulance got here.
His blood is spilled and it's all overyou!
Reverend...
How much longer areyou going to hide behind that badge before the truth is revealed?
I have work to do.
Reverend Hartley...
we're sorry foryour loss.
That boy...
he was blessed.
He never hurt a soul.
Vance: Come on there, Reverend.
Our friends will find out about Samuel sooner than later, and, well...
it's probably best ifthey hear it from you.
Come on.
Ma'am.
You got that look on your face, Mulder.
What look is that?
The kind when you've forgotten your keys and you're trying to figure out how to get back in the house.
What exactly are we trying to find?
Clues.
Oh.
What does it mean?
Mulder: Let's find out.
Scully.
It's potato.
Someone left a trail offood in the ventilation system leading to the courtroom.
You dumpyour locusts in here...
instant plague.
Where do they come from?
Biological supply houses hatch them on order to farms and universities.
Shouldn't be too hard to find out who set this up.
And you think whoever did this is responsible for the murders.
(frightened gasp) You're dead.
They killed you.
I was dead...
but here I am.
No!
Why did you betray me?
You murdered those people.
They came to me to be healed and you murdered them.
Why?
After I gaveyou backyour life.
You call this life?!
(knocking) What in tarnation doyou want?
We have a warrant for the arrest of Leonard Vance.
Where is he?
You must be mistaken.
Scully: Afraid not, Reverend.
We traced a pesticide order to him from a chemical company.
Cyanogen bromide-- It's a cyanide derivative.
Leonard poisoned those people?
(whimpering) Getyour clothes on, Vance.
You're under arrest.
I betrayed him.
Cyanide.
There's no way to tell how much he's ingested.
I'll call an ambulance.
We have to get him to the hospital ourselves.
I thought, "Why didn't he let me die?"
Beware offalse prophets who come toyou in sheep's clothing but inwardly are ravening wolves.
That's what I thought he was because who else would bring me back Iooking like this?
He was here.
Who?
Samuel.
The man's delirious.
He was here, Reverend.
Right in this room...
and he forgave me.
(choking gasp) Scully: Rather than simply killing Samuel Vance contrived to kill the ministry's faith in him.
We have conclusive evidence connecting him both to the courtroom infestation and to the poisoning deaths ofthree members ofthe ministry.
Vance's obsession outlived Samuel however.
His conscience haunted him until he became delusory and finally took his own life effectively ending our investigation.
In light ofthis information it is highly doubtful that there have ever been any miracles in Kenwood, Tennessee.
(phone rings) Mulder.
(knock at door) Scully?
Sheriff Danielsjust called.
Samuel's body is missing from the morgue.
Anywitnesses?
One, so far.
The night nurse who made the report-- Beatrice Salinger.
She saw somebody take him?
Not actually.
What doyou mean?
Talk sense, Deputy.
She didn't exactly see anyone taking the body.
Well, what then?
She, uh...
she claims she saw Samuel walking out by himself.
Sounds crazy, I know, but that's what she told me.
You coming, Sheriff?
I was drinking my coffee and going over the night orders for myward, seven south, when he walked right by me.
His face was all black and blue.
You're sure it was him.
Well, at first I thought my eyes were playing tricks which happens a lot on graveyard so I got up to look again but I lost him around a corner.
Hejust vanished.
Then I went to check the morgue and his bodywas gone.
Daniels: This is insane.
I won't listen to any more ofthis crazy talk.
I'm not the only one who saw him, Sheriff so I know I'm not crazy.
Other people saw him too.
I'm not crazy.
It was Samuel.
Lillian: This isn't true, Maurice, is it?
The boywas an awful fake just likeyou said, wasn't he, Maurice?
Wasn't he, Maurice?
(knocking) Sir...
going to have to askyou to come with me.
District Attorney wants to askyou some questions concerning the boy's death.
Sundays will probably never be the same again in these parts.
I have a strong sense the Reverend Hartley is not going to be able to give up the pulpit.
Even without his son?
Might even strengthen his faith.
The boy did rise from the dead.
That kind ofthing happens only once or twice every 2,000 years or so.
Yeah, and I have a story about a plague oflocusts.
I just hope Reverend Hartley didn't arrange his body snatching as his miracle ofmiracles.
Somehow, I don't think so.
What exactly doyou think?
I think people are looking hard for miracles.
So hard that maybe they make themselves see what theywant to see.
You coming, Mulder?
I made this.
I need two men on the left side now.
Wait.
Where you goin' with him?
He's dead.
There's a woman over there who isn't and she needs some oxygen.
Boy: I want you to rise!
Rise up and heal!
What the hell you doing?
Boy's laying on hands.
Rise up and accept the miracle He's given you.
You don't understand.
The man's dead.
Then the boy can't possibly do any harm, can he?
For this is the power of belief-- the power to separate the light from the darkness to create life from death.
Amen.
Show's over!
Let's clear the area.
Hallelujah, Samuel.
Hallelujah.
(singing gospel) Yes, indeed, praise God!
Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
I want everybody to say hallelujah!
(congregation:) Hallelujah!
Praise the Lord!
The woman on the table has a malignant tumor on her spine.
This boy here will attempt to heal her by simply laying his hands on her.
Where did you get this?
From the regional office in Tennessee.
The preacher's name is...
Reverend Calvin Hartley.
You've heard ofhim.
The boy is his adopted son, Samuel.
He claims to have found him as an infant Iying in the tall weeds near the muddy Mississippi.
He also claims the boy brought a man back from the dead.
It's more than a claim.
The man he saved appears as a regular attraction in the reverend's tent ministry.
The boy's been performing miracles every week for the past ten years, twice on Sunday.
Not according to the Kenwood sheriff.
Local authorities think Reverend Hartley and his son are a scam.
They've been trying to shut them down but without any luck.
They've turned to the FBI to try and get a prosecution.
Forwhat?
Fraud?
No.
Murder.
Watch the tape.
Lucy Kelly has the cancer.
Her doctors say it is inoperable.
They say it is incurable.
But I say to you that what the doctors cannot cure the Lord can.
(congregation:) Amen!
Yes, indeed.
Praise God.
Because God...
can work...
miracles.
Yes, Lord.
Praise God.
The clear light of God's healing love...
is fowing...
through Samuel's healing hands...
20 minutes later, Lucy Kelly was rushed to the hospital.
She was pronounced dead on arrival.
What caused her death?
I don't know, but it wasn't cancer.
They've requested someone with a medical background to assist local police.
I know it's not an X file...
When do we leave for Tennessee?
I think I saw some of these same people at Woodstock.
Mulder, you weren't at Woodstock.
I saw the movie.
You all right by yourself?
I'll be fine.
I won't be long.
Okay.
(sighing) Hartley: Most of you here today I know as neighbors and as cherished members ofour Miracle Ministry.
But some ofyou have come from far away...
as far away as Pensacola, Florida...
(cheering) and Uniondale, Long lsland!
Wayne Ashtown and his family.
And it is especially to those ofyou who come from so far that I must apologize from the bottom ofmy heart...
because, unfortunately Samuel cannot be here this afternoon.
I know how very deeply disappointed each and every one of you must be feeling right now but I say unto you, do not be dismayed.
Do not despair!
Do not lose your hope...
because in two short days, Samuel will be back here at our very special miracle mission!
Yes, indeed, praise God.
Maybe we should head backstage and see what the reverend has to say.
Wait.
This is where they bring out Elvis.
As these people will testify Samuel can heal you.
Yes, Samuel will heal you.
But...
only if you believe.
God bless you!
Scully: Reverend Hartley, we're with the FBl.
I see Sheriff Daniels has sent in the cavalry.
We just want to talk to Samuel for a couple of minutes.
He's not here.
Mulder: Well, where is he?
I don't know.
I haven't seen him.
That boy's been a bit troubled lately.
We're running late, Reverend.
If you'll excuse me.
Agent Mulder?
Yeah.
Sheriff Daniels.
We spoke on the phone.
This is Special Agent Dana Scully.
You requested a copy of the coroner's report.
Right.
Thankyou.
I see you got a chance to take in the Holy Roller sideshow.
Something tells me you're not a member of the reverend's fock.
I remember Hartley when he was a soapbox preacher collecting dollar bills in coffee cans.
Since the boyjoined the act he's gotten himselfa Cadillac for every day of the week bought forwith money that should be used to improve our roads and schools.
People want to believe.
99% of the people in this world are fools and the rest ofus are in great danger of contagion.
Even if Hartley and Samuel are fakes it's still a long way from accusing the boy of murder.
Witnesses say the boy was there laying hands on those people when they died.
You think that's how he killed them, with a touch?
I don't know how but we've been looking for him since Tuesday and he does not want to be found.
There's nothing unusual about these reports except that there were no autopsies.
Hartley blocked my autopsy request on religious grounds.
It doesn't help that the county coroner is a member of the Miracle Ministry.
Maybe we can arrange to have them exhumed.
to have them exhumed.
Sheriff...
It's Reverend Hartley's group.
Damn.
I told my people to keep quiet so this wouldn't happen.
Looks like you might have a few believers on the payroll.
Man: On behalf of the Miracle Ministry we demand that you stop this sacrilege.
You're not just dealing with me anymore, Vance.
You're dealing with the FBl.
We don't mean you any disrespect.
We're investigating a possible homicide.
Federal law requires we do a postmortem examination on these bodies.
I'm afraid we answer to a higher authority than the U.S.
government-- one that considers grave digging and defiling corpses mortal sins.
Daniels: We'll get that autopsy, Vance.
Sooner or later, you know we will.
The deceased's family does not want her grave disturbed.
Carol Wallace had no family.
We were her family.
We were her family and it was hard enough to bury her once.
So if you insist on going through with this we're prepared to maintain a vigil and do whatever it takes to stop you.
Daniels: Mulder Scully...
What?
One of my men just spotted the boy's car downtown.
Can't do much here.
Mulder: Let's go.
Daniels: Not a very likely place to be saving souls.
Where's the boy, Zook?
He's in the can.
What happened here?
Damn fool started a fight.
Figures them Bible thumpers wouldn't know how to hold their liquor.
Where you been, Samuel?
We've been looking for you.
Yeah?
I've been thinking.
Well, you're going to have plenty of time for that now, son.
I'm putting you under arrest.
For murder?
For suspicion ofmurder.
You mind if I finish my beer first?
Well, you go right on ahead.
I'm going to have somebody take a statement from you.
I'll see what I can do about getting your Caddie towed.
Hey, Sheriff.
What evidence do you have to charge the boy with murder?
Well, what more do you want?
The boy's practically given himself up.
He's drunk, though.
Well, then I'll add drunk and disorderly.
Let's get this straight.
It's not a question about the boy's guilt just how he did it.
Let me have a minute with him?
Suit yourself.
Samuel, I'm Agent Mulder.
This is Agent Scully.
We're from the FBl.
Looks like you took quite a beating there.
Penance, Mr.
Mulder.
Some might call it a plain old bar brawl.
You know what they say-- " He giveth and He taketh away."
Man gets too proud sometimes it does him good to get the crap kicked out of him.
Saves God the trouble.
The trouble of what?
Humbling the guilty sinner.
Guilty of murder?
Yes, sir.
How did you do it, Samuel?
Apparently, my pride and my weakness were an invitation to the devil.
I muddied the river of my own faith.
Now my gift has been corrupted.
You're saying that you killed those people with a touch?
I've laid my hands on the ill, given them health.
I've healed the sick.
I've even touched the dying and given them life.
God has given me a special gift.
Did He buy you all that jewelry too?
Something is missing in your story.
Do you doubt the power of God, ma'am?
No, but I doubt the veracity of your claims.
I have looked on the infirm and seen their sickness-- their cancer.
just as I can see the pain on this man right here.
Really?
What pain is that?
The pain you have...
regarding a brother or a sister.
It's an old pain.
It's never been healed.
Is this some kind of a trick?
No trick, ma'am.
Let's get the sheriff...
I want to hear more about this pain.
Tell me.
I can see it, plain as day.
It was a sister.
You lost a sister quiteyoung.
Someone took her away.
What else do you see?
Strangers...
a bright light.
Sheriff...
Samuel: You should have come here earlier.
I could have healed your pain.
Let's get this overwith.
I need another minute.
I can't help you, not anymore.
My gift is gone.
Cuff him.
Let's go.
You have the right to remain silent.
I'll tell you, Mr.
Mulder-- God watches over his fock.
He gives us signs every day.
Open your heart.
He mightjust open your eyes.
How do you think he does it?
I don't know.
Woman: Given his exemplary record and the highly circumstantial nature ofthis case I ask that my client be released on his own recognizance without bail...
judge, that is not a good idea.
Samuel!
Let me go and it will be on your head.
Enough.
This is not a pulpit, this is a court oflaw.
Is that understood?
Yes, sir.
Sorry.
Man: Your Honor, despite the defendant's avowed guilt we see no reason to burden the county with his maintenance until trial.
But we do request a minimum bail of$1 00,000.
All right, ifthere are no objections.
Bail is set at $1 00,000 to be deposited directly into the clerk's probation account.
My God!
What is it?
Good God!
My God!
What is it?!
What is this?
What...
What...
Oh, God!
How much more will it take foryou to believe?
The Lord has testified against me.
Does the serpent have to biteyou on the ass till you understand?
Everybody, clear this courtroom.
Mulder: "And when it was morning "the east wind brought the locusts. "
And the locusts covered the face ofthe whole earth. "
So that the land was darkened.
And they did eat every herb..."
Come on, Mulder... "
And all the fruit ofthe trees which the hail..."
A few thousand grasshoppers does not constitute a plague.
Besides, we're in farm country.
This area is an agricultural smorgasbord for this type ofinfestation.
Maybe in a cornfield, but this happened in a courtroom.
So what's next?
The slaying ofthe firstborn?
(chuckles) Does this have to do with what Samuel said in the bar last night aboutyour sister?
I had these patient cases sent over from Kenwood County Hospital.
These are physician-documented cases ofpatients who went to Samuel after conventional treatments failed. "
Spontaneous remission ofmetastatic cancer... "
Regenerated nerve growth after post-trauma paraplegia..."
I have encountered dozens ofpsychic healers but none like this.
I think the kid is for real.
This is intriguing but there is a whole library ofmedical literature dealing with unexplained spontaneous cures.
Now Western medicine treats the human body in biochemical terms.
But the body could also be treated as an electromagnetic system.
Soyour theory is that ifSamuel can repair this energy field to heal he can also destroy it to kill.
Why not?
Okay, say that Samuel's touch can kill.
Whywould he want to?
He said he muddied the river ofhis own faith, meaning...
(knock at door) Ifyou're available Reverend would like to seeyou.
Hartley: I've been under a lot ofstress lately which I know doesn't excuse my rude behavioryesterday but I hopeyou found it in your hearts to forgive me.
Why did you want to speakwith us?
I need your help.
Samuel is being tried for murder.
You need a good lawyer.
Samuel is innocent.
How can you be sure?
Because he's my son.
That argument will not work on ajury.
And Samuel's confession won't help much either.
You have to understand-- Samuel is a very complicated young man.
He feels things like no one else.
To him, a pinprick becomes a gaping wound.
His power comes from this ability to feel.
But some people fear that power.
And out oftheirweakness and their fear they seek to destroy it.
You mean Sheriff Daniels.
It's no secret Sheriff Daniels has been trying to shut me down since I first opened my tent ten years ago.
He seems to think thatyour ministry is a fraud.
He's a faithless man, Agent Scully.
His wife, she suffers from a most painful arthritis.
Her fingers are twisted like bitter roots.
Yet he keeps Samuel from ministering to her.
In light ofrecent events, you can't blame him.
I don't know how those poor people died.
I can't explain that.
Which is why I'm asking you to be there tonight soyou could see foryourselves Samuel doing God's work.
Can I count on you both to be there?
I think so.
Mulder, what doyou think?
Excuse me.
Where did she go?
Who?
The little girl.
There's no little girl around here.
Scully: Mulder...
A little girl.
Brothers and sisters, helpyourselves.
Let the folks with the wheelchairs through now.
That's right.
Don't be shy.
Hello there.
Welcome to the Miracle Ministry.
Y'all come to see Samuel tonight?
Yes.
Will he be here?
The paper said-- Don't mind the papers.
God's workwill be done.
Young Samuel will cast out the devil and heal the sick.
Did you hear that, honey?
Could he see me?
I'll tell you what-- I'll put in a special word, hmm?
What's your name, darling?
Margaret Hohman.
Margaret, you wait right here.
I'll see ifsomebody can putyou in the front row.
How's that, huh?
I can't go out there, not afterwhat's happened.
God tests the faith in us all, son.
And because He has chosen you to act in His likeness He has given you the toughest test ofall.
Do not forsake your gift, Samuel.
Aw, man.
I'm a preacher, son.
That's my gift.
But all the preaching in the world could never equal even a small miracle in consolidating the faith and hope ofthese people.
Let this man-- whose lifeyou saved-- give witness tonight to the grace and goodness ofyour healing power.
They're all waiting on you, Samuel.
Choir: *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, you got to be ready* *Ready, ready, ready* *Ready, ready, ready* *Ready, ready, ready* *ReadywhenJesus comes.* Yes, indeed!
Praise God!
Hallelujah!
All: Hallelujah!
Praise the Lord!
All: Praise the Lord!
God is here tonight.
Oh, yes.
(crowd murmurs agreement) Pass it down, please.
I feel His presence.
Oh, amen!
Apparently miracles don't come cheap.
God is here and He...
is here...
to heal!
(cheering) Yes, heal!
Hallelujah.
There's a man I'd like to introduce toyou-- a man who has seen the face ofGod but who was not satisfied to go to that great place.
No, God had work for him to do right here on Earth.
As it is in heaven, mm-hmm.
I saw this man come back from beyond death's door.
He stands here today as a living testament to the ability ofGod to work miracles.
Ladies and gentlemen brothers and sisters...
our beloved friend, Leonard Vance.
Leonard: As it says inJohn chapter three-- " No man can do these miracles unless God be with him."
(murmurs ofagreement) That man to whom I owe my life is Samuel Hartley.
And he is here tonight to heal you.
Hartley: Thankyou, Leonard.
Ladies and gentlemen-- "God's soldier, Samuel Hartley".
(crowd clapping) (gospel music begins) Mulder!
(choir singing) *lt's time to seek the Lord* *Find your daily time* Receive God's love.
*For the time of His coming is near* *For no man knows* Through the power ofGod.
*The day nor the hour* *There is no time to waste* *You better get your house in order* *Or it may be too late* *The Lord is coming* Praywith me.
*Coming* *lt could be morning or night* *l said He's coming* *Coming* Closeyour eyes.
*Tomorrow might be too late* *Will you be ready?* *Ready, ready...* (gasping) (gasping louder) (loud heaving) What haveyou done, boy?
All right, everyone, remain calm.
Give this young woman some room.
Everybody praise God.
Say hallelujah.
Get an ambulance!
Don't panic now!
just praise the Lord!
Oh, my baby.
She's dead.
(sobbing) My lovely friends, children ofGod brothers and sisters ifyou desecrate the body then you slay the soul.
Let's keep this poorwoman's body intact.
We know that Reverend Hartley's been pressuring you but this is the third death linked with the Miracle Ministry.
Reverend Hartley says an autopsy is against Scripture.
What illness did your daughter suffer from, Mr.
Hohman?
She had M.S.
Has she ever had a seizure before this?
Not to my knowledge.
You see, I think that the seizure she had is indicative ofsome kind ofembolism or aneurysm.
But the boy only touched her forehead.
And areyou going to be content to bury herwithout knowing the true cause ofdeath?
Without knowing ifthere was foul play involved?
Give me a moment.
You think the boy really did it?
No.
Why not?
I was raised a Catholic and I have a certain familiarity with the Scripture and God never lets the devil steal the show.
You must have really liked The Exorcist.
One ofmy favorite movies.
Well...
So who wereyou pursuing in the crowd tonight?
I thought I saw someone I knew.
That boy really has you going, doesn't he?
Why doyou say that?
In the bar, Samuel mentioned your sister.
Is ityour sister you thinkyou're seeing?
I've seen her twice now.
Maybeyoujust want to see her.
I'm not delusional, Scully.
Don't discount the power ofsuggestion.
A healer's greatest magic Iies in the patient's willingness to believe.
Imagine a miracle, you're halfway there.
We learned that in med school.
You think this is what Margaret Hohman or her parents were imagining?
We're going to go along with your investigation.
It's 1 1 :21 p.m., March 7.
Subject's name is Margaret Hohman.
Female, Caucasian 1 07 pounds.
Mulder, take a look at this.
Do I have to?
Lesions on the lungs here.
I'm finding them throughout the cardiovascular and pulmonary systems.
There's also damage to the mucous membranes.
She must have died from cellular hypoxia.
A lack ofoxygen to the cells.
What would cause that?
My guess?
lngestion or injection ofsodium or potassium cyanide, maybe arsenic.
I won't know exactly until I run a toxicology screen on her.
How soon?
Lab opens in the morning.
See whoyou can push to get it done-- as soon as possible.
(door clanks shut) (footsteps) Samuel, it's Agent Mulder.
Yeah?
What doyou want?
I want to talkwith you.
Ifyou'd preferyour attorneywere present...
Whatever.
No.
I put a call in to Sheriff Daniels.
He's on his way down here.
I'm going to ask him to releaseyou.
Why areyou doing this?
You were there, man.
You saw foryourself.
Did you poison Margaret Hohman?
Did I poison her?
Did you poison her using potassium or sodium cyanide?
Because that's what killed her.
What areyou talking about?
You're innocent, Samuel.
Unless you had a hand in administering it.
I don't thinkyou did.
Whatever the cause, Mr.
Mulder, I am responsible.
Evidence will be presented tomorrow.
Habeas corpus law will force them to releaseyou.
You should go home and get some rest.
just leave me alone, okay?
Ifyou think the punishment foryour sins is the deaths ofthose people...
The Lord has testified against me.
I can't stand here and argue with your biblical rhetoric but I do know that the law will find you innocent.
You said you could see my pain.
Look at me.
What doyou see now?
I see nothing.
I am blind.
I don't believeyou.
I've seen her.
It was her, wasn't it?
Your sister?
You made her appear to me, didn'tyou?
Look at me.
I am very tired, Mr.
Mulder.
Is she alive?!
Is that what I'm supposed to believe or is this a trick?
You mean...
a trick ofthe devil?
(exasperated sigh) jailer!
I see I'm a little late for the ball.
I wanted you to release the boy.
On what pretense?
His innocence.
Aren'tyou out ofyour depth here?
This may be Hicksville toyou but we do try and hew to the legal system.
He seems determined to stay here anyway.
What does that tell you?
It tells meyou're determined to have him charged whileyour real homicide suspect is still at large.
(footsteps) Got some company forya, Sam.
(grunting) What areyou looking at?
(doorbell rings) I'll get it.
I'll get it.
Ma'am, Sheriff.
Hey, Dennis.
How areya?
just fine, ma'am,just fine.
Except we had an incident down at thejail.
What incident, Tyson?
The preacher boy.
He's dead.
He was alone in his cell when Mulder left him this morning.
How could this have happened?
The boy started a fight with a couple ofrowdies we picked up on a D.U.I.
Took some mean blows to the head.
Died before the ambulance got here.
His blood is spilled and it's all overyou!
Reverend...
How much longer areyou going to hide behind that badge before the truth is revealed?
I have work to do.
Reverend Hartley...
we're sorry foryour loss.
That boy...
he was blessed.
He never hurt a soul.
Vance: Come on there, Reverend.
Our friends will find out about Samuel sooner than later, and, well...
it's probably best ifthey hear it from you.
Come on.
Ma'am.
You got that look on your face, Mulder.
What look is that?
The kind when you've forgotten your keys and you're trying to figure out how to get back in the house.
What exactly are we trying to find?
Clues.
Oh.
What does it mean?
Mulder: Let's find out.
Scully.
It's potato.
Someone left a trail offood in the ventilation system leading to the courtroom.
You dumpyour locusts in here...
instant plague.
Where do they come from?
Biological supply houses hatch them on order to farms and universities.
Shouldn't be too hard to find out who set this up.
And you think whoever did this is responsible for the murders.
(frightened gasp) You're dead.
They killed you.
I was dead...
but here I am.
No!
Why did you betray me?
You murdered those people.
They came to me to be healed and you murdered them.
Why?
After I gaveyou backyour life.
You call this life?!
(knocking) What in tarnation doyou want?
We have a warrant for the arrest of Leonard Vance.
Where is he?
You must be mistaken.
Scully: Afraid not, Reverend.
We traced a pesticide order to him from a chemical company.
Cyanogen bromide-- It's a cyanide derivative.
Leonard poisoned those people?
(whimpering) Getyour clothes on, Vance.
You're under arrest.
I betrayed him.
Cyanide.
There's no way to tell how much he's ingested.
I'll call an ambulance.
We have to get him to the hospital ourselves.
I thought, "Why didn't he let me die?"
Beware offalse prophets who come toyou in sheep's clothing but inwardly are ravening wolves.
That's what I thought he was because who else would bring me back Iooking like this?
He was here.
Who?
Samuel.
The man's delirious.
He was here, Reverend.
Right in this room...
and he forgave me.
(choking gasp) Scully: Rather than simply killing Samuel Vance contrived to kill the ministry's faith in him.
We have conclusive evidence connecting him both to the courtroom infestation and to the poisoning deaths ofthree members ofthe ministry.
Vance's obsession outlived Samuel however.
His conscience haunted him until he became delusory and finally took his own life effectively ending our investigation.
In light ofthis information it is highly doubtful that there have ever been any miracles in Kenwood, Tennessee.
(phone rings) Mulder.
(knock at door) Scully?
Sheriff Danielsjust called.
Samuel's body is missing from the morgue.
Anywitnesses?
One, so far.
The night nurse who made the report-- Beatrice Salinger.
She saw somebody take him?
Not actually.
What doyou mean?
Talk sense, Deputy.
She didn't exactly see anyone taking the body.
Well, what then?
She, uh...
she claims she saw Samuel walking out by himself.
Sounds crazy, I know, but that's what she told me.
You coming, Sheriff?
I was drinking my coffee and going over the night orders for myward, seven south, when he walked right by me.
His face was all black and blue.
You're sure it was him.
Well, at first I thought my eyes were playing tricks which happens a lot on graveyard so I got up to look again but I lost him around a corner.
Hejust vanished.
Then I went to check the morgue and his bodywas gone.
Daniels: This is insane.
I won't listen to any more ofthis crazy talk.
I'm not the only one who saw him, Sheriff so I know I'm not crazy.
Other people saw him too.
I'm not crazy.
It was Samuel.
Lillian: This isn't true, Maurice, is it?
The boywas an awful fake just likeyou said, wasn't he, Maurice?
Wasn't he, Maurice?
(knocking) Sir...
going to have to askyou to come with me.
District Attorney wants to askyou some questions concerning the boy's death.
Sundays will probably never be the same again in these parts.
I have a strong sense the Reverend Hartley is not going to be able to give up the pulpit.
Even without his son?
Might even strengthen his faith.
The boy did rise from the dead.
That kind ofthing happens only once or twice every 2,000 years or so.
Yeah, and I have a story about a plague oflocusts.
I just hope Reverend Hartley didn't arrange his body snatching as his miracle ofmiracles.
Somehow, I don't think so.
What exactly doyou think?
I think people are looking hard for miracles.
So hard that maybe they make themselves see what theywant to see.
You coming, Mulder?
I made this.