AN FBI AGENT ASKS MULDER AND SCULLY TO LOOK INTO A SERIES OF GRAVE DESECRATIONS HE
BELIEVES COULD BE THE WORK OF ALIENS.
The desecration of a woman's grave in Minneapolis leads local agents to call in Mulder
and Scully, believing aliens are behind the outrage. Mulder, however, knows immediately
that they are not dealing with aliens, but with a human fetishist who gets off on
collecting hair and fingernails from the dead. His worst fears are confirmed when the
fetishist, a zombie-like funeral home employee named Donnie Pfaster, begins committing
murder to get his trophies. Scully, already deeply troubled by this case, becomes his next
target, and Mulder must race against time to save her.
Notes
At the beginning, we see a graveyard. Note one of the names: Soames. Ray Soames was the
person exhumed in the Pilot episode of the series.
Listen to the announcer on the football game in the background, the one that Mulder and
Scully were supposed to go to. The name Chris Carter is tossed around.
Scully looks at the clock at 11:21 (Chris Carter's wife's birth date)
Personal note: one of the creepiest bad guys ever! And the final scenes where he has
Scully are truly nerve-tingling! Great stuff, a classic example of how scary this show can
be without going to any graphic extremes. The terror is all in our heads.
Quotes
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Scully: "It took us 3 hours to get here, our plane doesn't leave until tomorrow
night. If you suspected ..."
Mulder: "Vikings versus Redskins, Scully. 40 yard line in the Hubert H. Humphrey
Metrodome. You and me?"
Sports announcer: "Oh, long pass, Cris Carter with the catch. And Carter is
brought down by Lars Mayos at the Washington 5 yard line for a Viking 1st down!"
Bocks: "Sorry you had to miss your game but - we found more bodies dug up."
Scully: "Did you get your forensics report on the first murder?"
Mulder: "Well, some people collect salt and pepper shakers. Fetishists collect
dead things - fingernails and hair. No one quite knows why. Though I've never really
understood the salt and pepper shakers myself."
Mulder: "You know, people videotape police beatings on darkened streets. They
manage to spot Elvis in three cities across America each day. But no one saw a pretty
woman being forced off the road in her rental car."
"The conquest of fear lies in the moment of its acceptance. In understanding what
scares us most is that which is most familiar, most common place, that the boy-next-door,
Donny Pfaster, the unremarkable younger brother of four older sisters, extraordinary only
in his ordinariness, could grow up to be the devil in a button down shirt. It has been
said that the fear of the unknown is an irrational response to the excesses of the
imagination. But our fear of the everyday, of the lurking stranger and the sound of
footfalls on the stairs, the fear of violent death and the primitive impulse to survive,
are as frightening as any X-File, as real as the acceptance that it could happen to
you."