Fire Chief
Hurry and get him out of there! I need two men on the left side now. Wait. Where you goin' with him?
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(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.
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 of him.
The boy is his adopted son, samuel. He claims to have found him as an infant lying 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.
For what? 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!
Because god... Can work... Miracles.
The clear light of god's healing love... Is flowing... Through samuel's healing hands...
20 minutes later, lucy kelly was rushed to the hospital. She was pronounced dead on arrival.
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?
Yes, indeed. Praise god.
Yes, lord. Praise god.
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.
(sighing)
Most of you here today I know as neighbors and as cherished members of our miracle ministry. But some of you have come from far away... As far away as pensacola, florida...
(cheering)
And uniondale, long island! Wayne ashtown and his family. And it is especially to those of you who come from so far that I must apologize from the bottom of my 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!
Reverend hartley, we're with the fbi.
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.
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. Thank you.
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 flock.
I remember hartley when he was a soapbox preacher collecting dollar bills in coffee cans. Since the boy joined the act he's gotten himself a cadillac for every day of the week bought for with 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 of us 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.
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.
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 fbi.
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.
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.
Mulder Scully...
One of my men just spotted the boy's car downtown.
Can't do much here.
Let's go.
What caused her death?
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 of murder.
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 fbi. 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 quite young. Someone took her away.
What else do you see?
Strangers... A bright light.
Sheriff...
You should have come here earlier. I could have healed your pain.
Let's get this over with.
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 flock. He gives us signs every day. Open your heart. He might just open your eyes.
How do you think he does it?
I don't know.
Given his exemplary record and the highly circumstantial nature of this 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 of law. Is that understood?
Yes, sir.
Sorry.
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 $100,000.
All right, if there are no objections. Bail is set at $100,000 to be deposited directly into the clerk's probation account. My god!
Good god! My god!
What is this? What...
Oh, god!
How much more will it take for you to believe? The lord has testified against me. Does the serpent have to bite you on the ass till you understand?
Everybody, clear this courtroom.
Okay.
"and when it was morning "the east wind brought the locusts. "and the locusts covered the face of the whole earth. "so that the land was darkened. And they did eat every herb..."
"and all the fruit of the 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 of infestation.
Maybe in a cornfield, but this happened in a courtroom.
So what's next? The slaying of the firstborn?
(chuckles)
Does this have to do with what samuel said in the bar last night about your sister?
I had these patient cases sent over from kenwood county hospital. These are physician- documented cases of patients who went to samuel after conventional treatments failed.
"spontaneous remission of metastatic cancer... "regenerated nerve growth after post-trauma paraplegia..."
I have encountered dozens of psychic healers but none like this. I think the kid is for real.
This is intriguing but there is a whole library of medical 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.
So your theory is that if samuel can repair this energy field to heal he can also destroy it to kill.
Why not?
Okay, say that samuel's touch can kill. Why would he want to?
He said he muddied the river of his own faith, meaning...
(knock at door)
If you're available reverend would like to see you.
I've been under a lot of stress lately which I know doesn't excuse my rude behavior yesterday but I hope you found it in your hearts to forgive me.
Why did you want to speak with 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 a jury. 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 of their weakness 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 that your 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 of recent 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 so you could see for yourselves samuel doing god's work. Can I count on you both to be there?
I think so. Mulder, what do you think?
Excuse me. Where did she go?
Who?
The little girl.
There's no little girl around here.
Mulder... What is it?
It's a girl.
Who, jessica hahn?
A little girl.
Brothers and sisters, help yourselves. 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 work will 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 if somebody can put you in the front row. How's that, huh?
I can't go out there, not after what'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 of all. 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 of these people. Let this man-- whose life you saved-- give witness tonight to the grace and goodness of your healing power.
They're all waiting on you, samuel.
♪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♪ ♪ready when jesus comes.♪ yes, indeed! Praise god! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Praise the lord!
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 to you-- a man who has seen the face of god 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 of god to work miracles. Ladies and gentlemen brothers and sisters... Our beloved friend, leonard vance.
As it says in john
Chapter three-- "no man can do these miracles unless god be with him."
(murmurs of agreement)
That man to whom I owe my life is samuel hartley. And he is here tonight to heal you.
Thank you, leonard. Ladies and gentlemen-- "god's soldier, samuel hartley."
(crowd clapping)
(gospel music begins)
Mulder!
(choir singing)
♪it'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 of god. ♪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♪ pray with me.
♪it could be morning or night♪ ♪I said he's coming♪
Close your eyes. ♪tomorrow might be too late♪ ♪will you be ready?♪
♪ready, ready...♪
(gasping)
(gasping louder)
(loud heaving)
What have you 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!
She's dead.
(sobbing)
Oh, my baby.
My lovely friends, children of god brothers and sisters if you desecrate the body then you slay the soul. Let's keep this poor woman'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 of some kind of embolism or aneurysm.
But the boy only touched her forehead.
And are you going to be content to bury her without knowing the true cause of death? Without knowing if there 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 of my favorite movies.
Well...
So who were you pursuing in the crowd tonight?
I thought I saw someone I knew.
That boy really has you going, doesn't he?
Why do you say that?
In the bar, samuel mentioned your sister. Is it your sister you think you're seeing?
I've seen her twice now.
Maybe you just want to see her.
I'm not delusional, Scully.
Don't discount the power of suggestion. A healer's greatest magic lies 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 11:21 p.m., march 7. Subject's name is margaret hohman. Female, caucasian 107 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 of oxygen to the cells.
What would cause that?
My guess? Ingestion or injection of sodium 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 who you can push to get it done-- as soon as possible.
(door clanks shut)
(footsteps)
Samuel, it's agent Mulder.
Yeah? What do you want?
I want to talk with you. If you'd prefer your attorney were 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 release you. Why are you doing this?
You were there, man. You saw for yourself.
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 are you talking about?
You're innocent, samuel. Unless you had a hand in administering it. I don't think you did.
Whatever the cause, mr. Mulder, I am responsible.
Evidence will be presented tomorrow. Habeas corpus law will force them to release you. You should go home and get some rest.
Just leave me alone, okay?
If you think the punishment for your sins is the deaths of those 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 do you see now?
I see nothing. I am blind.
I don't believe you. I've seen her. It was her, wasn't it?
Your sister?
You made her appear to me, didn't you? 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 of the 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't you out of your depth here? This may be hicksville to you but we do try and hew to the legal system.
He seems determined to stay here anyway.
What does that tell you?
It tells me you're determined to have him charged while your real homicide suspect is still at large.
(footsteps)
Got some company for ya, sam.
(grunting)
What are you looking at?
(doorbell rings)
I'll get it. I'll get it.
Ma'am, sheriff.
Hey, dennis. How are ya?
Just fine, ma'am, just fine. Except we had an incident down at the jail.
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 of rowdies 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 over you!
Reverend...
How much longer are you going to hide behind that badge before the truth is revealed?
I have work to do.
Reverend hartley... We're sorry for your loss.
That boy... He was blessed. He never hurt a soul.
Come on there, reverend. Our friends will find out about samuel sooner than later, and, well... It's probably best if they 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?
Let's find out. Scully. It's potato. Someone left a trail of food in the ventilation system leading to the courtroom. You dump your 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 gave you back your life.
You call this life?!
(knocking)
What in tarnation do you want?
We have a warrant for the arrest of leonard vance. Where is he?
You must be mistaken.
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)
Get your 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 of false prophets who come to you in sheep's clothing but inwardly are ravening wolves. That's what I thought he was because who else would bring me back looking like this?
Who? Samuel.
The man's delirious.
He was here, reverend. Right in this room... And he forgave me.
(choking gasp)
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 of three members of the 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 of this information it is highly doubtful that there have ever been any miracles in kenwood, tennessee.
(phone rings)
Mulder.
(knock at door)
Scully? Sheriff daniels just called. Samuel's body is missing from the morgue.
Any witnesses?
One, so far. The night nurse who made the report-- beatrice salinger.
She saw somebody take him?
Not actually.
What do you 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 my ward, 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. He just vanished. Then I went to check the morgue and his body was gone.
This is insane. I won't listen to any more of this 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.
This isn't true, maurice, is it? The boy was an awful fake just like you said, wasn't he, maurice? Wasn't he, maurice?
(knocking)
Sir... Going to have to ask you to come with me. District attorney wants to ask you some questions concerning the boy's death.
What?
What is it?
What is it?!
What...
Come on, Mulder...
♪coming♪
♪coming♪
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 of thing happens only once or twice every 2,000 years or so.
Yeah, and I have a story about a plague of locusts. I just hope reverend hartley didn't arrange his body snatching as his miracle of miracles.
Somehow, I don't think so.
What exactly do you think?
I think people are looking hard for miracles. So hard that maybe they make themselves see what they want to see.
You coming, Mulder?
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