Angel: After the Fall, Issue #4 – “After the Fall (Part 4)”

* Part 4 of 5 of the Volume 1 collection *

Welcome to Buffyness and Nightlurkers Presents: Angel: After the Fall, Issue #4 – “After the Fall (Part 4)”! In the previous installment, Angel is going to single-handedly go up against all the Lords of all the various Los Angeles suburbs and destroy their champions and become the Lord of Everything. He’s got two days to prepare, which really means he has two issues to prepare. So expect that.

Anything else? No.


Angel: After the Fall, Issue #4 [February, 2008]
Written by: Bryan Lynch / Joss Whedon
“After the Fall (Part 4)”

Angel: After the Fall, Issue #4

As usual, Angel’s fightin’ some biznatches in the rain. This is a flashback to the fight that occured before L.A. got apocalyptical. Angel hopes Connor got far away fast enough. Angel wonders where Spike went. Angel wonders where Gunn went. Angel wonders where Gunn was in the first place. “He’ll be fine. No. He was dying.”

During the fight, Angel falls off a building and lands on a car like a doofus. While he lies broken and bleeding, insomuch as a vampire of his distinction can, Wes approaches him looking sharp and possibly ghostlike!

“Gunn got pulled away in the fight.” Angel huffs and puffs. “We have to–”

“Angel,” Wes bends down to a knee.

“You weren’t there. Trust me, he needs–”

“Angel. I’m sorry.”

Angel lies his head down on the concrete. “So am I.”

Flashforward to the present day, where Angel and Wes are trying to speak an incantation from a large, scary book in order to heal a nasty wound on Angel’s abdomen. “Ts’nad hc-iz t’guerhr ev! Nella!” Hey, that’s my personal credo! It means “My internet is down again.”

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Dear, we promised not to say H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks in front of the C-H-I-L-D-R-E-N.

With a rousing “snem’ed!” a flash of violet light appears on the wound. Angel writhes in pain like a doofus. And now that THAT’S taken care of, we can move onto brass tacks: how the fuck is Angel going to single-handedly beat a whole team of mutant jerks?

“Why’d you do it?”

“It’s what you wanted,” Angel replies. “We’re prepared. We’ve planted seeds.”

“Didn’t answer my question.”

“I want out of Hell.”

Always thinking of others, eh? Picking a fight with demons is going to accomplish that, ruining the world for everyone else? Lording it up, is that what you want? For shame, sir.

“I’m alive. I’m breathing, I’m sweating, I’m aching from fights that occurred two months ago,” Angel whines. “It’s what I’ve always wanted.”

Fine. Shut up. Wes has to remind the guy that, for all intents and purposes, Angel is a human now. And big, scary occult books with weird words with random apostrophes aren’t supposed to be used on humans. Scary shit will happen, like schizophrenia or an interest in anime. Most of all, Angel needs to call off the fight. Now.

“But…” Wes stares at the shirtless doofus. “…you won’t.”

Ding ding ding ding ding! He won’t, all right. And furthermore, w–

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No double nookie for Wes today!

Ahhh! Suddenly, two beautiful, ethereal women in flowing white dresses appear in the room. One with pink hair, one with seafoam green hair. Wes thinks it’s angels of heaven ready to whisk him away before he’s even ready. But they don’t give two shits about Wesley “Nerd Glasses” Wyndam “Nerd Glasses” -Pryce. They came for Angel.

The two women goad Angel to walk into the light. The light. The light… blue Acura. The light blue Acura. In the shitty parking garage.

So he does, and he drives away while his dragon, staked outside, glares. Then follows. Meanwhile, Gunn is also staking out atop another building. The minute the dragon leaves, Gunn makes his move…

*falls off of building, splattering himself on the pavement, the end*

Well, that doesn’t happen, but something happens! We’ll see it later, of course. For now, let us return to Spike’s pad where a demon is asking to speak to his Lord about Angel’s challenge. Spike says he’s co-Lord and can deal with any Lordly matters adequately. The shark-faced demon doesn’t wanna talk to Spike, so he presents him with something called a Hagun Shaft that he would like Spike to pass along to his real Lord. Only eight exist in the universe. “All the Lords have one. Just a little somethin’ in case here freezes over and Angel wins, kind of over your cute little head. Give it to Illyria, she can handle it. Take care, little guy.”

Spike’s side piece, Spider, wonders who from their cabal will go up against Angel. Spike doesn’t care. He wants to stay out of it. Let the doofus fight his fight with whomever wants to fight the fight. Fuck it.

Spider goes on to tell Spike that all the other ladies wanted to “end him”. He was loud and scrawny and Blue Fred / Illyria was “a tad unstable”. Spider told them to spare Spike, and now they all follow him! He stepped up! So step up again now, damnit!

No.

“I know you have a bond with Angel,” she continues. “I know it’s deeper than you admit. But you’re not responsible for him.” If the Lords kill him, things go back to status quo. If Spike kills him, then it’s gravy and bonus points!

Spike starts considering it.

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Gods do play dice with the universe, but they’re too stupid to know the rules.

Back in the light blue Acura, Wes continues to to fret about the impending fight. The women insist that there’s nothing to worry about! Everything’s going to be ok! They drive to Silver Lake, where everyone is friendly and says hi and it must be a regional reference that no one outside of Los Angeles will get!

“I’m surprised he wants to see us,” says Angel.
“I don’t trust it,” says Wes.

“I do feel… oddly confident.”

Ahh, it’s Lorne. I forgot about Lorne. The green guy with the horns. He’s wearing a very fancy and decorated formal military uniform. “Angel-Cakes!” he jubilates, giving him a hug. He tries to lean into Wes for a hug, but Wes is less-than-corporeal at the moment. “Stuck in that suit for eternity,” Lorne grimaces. “Wolfram & Hart’s cruelest act yet.”

Ha ha ha. Comic relief. Wank me off, sir. So, Angel didn’t know that Lorne wanted to ever see him again for reasons I don’t fucking remember anymore. I mean, Jesus, I completely forgot about this Lorne guy in the first place. He walks Angel to a restraurant where a flying little imp hovers over a glowing ball of light. “I always keep an eye on my friends. The ones I can find, anyway. Connor, even Spike.” Angel is hard to find since Wolfram & Hart put up some sort of magic guards and Angel never leaves the building, but hey! He’s here now, ain’t he?

“Challenging the Lords, Angel. Really? Not feeling dead enough?” Lorne knows because he, himself, Lord of Silver Lake, was invited to produce a champion. “I told them to go screw.”

Too bad, though, that Lorne promised not to get involved at all anyway. That means no helping either.

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Good old Groosalugg. Mr. Silver Lining.

However… he can… er… point him in the right direction.

Groosalugg descends from the heavens on a large, black Pegasus. He is so happy to see Angel and Wes! “Oh, this is the day of days!”

Angel and Wes are beside themselves with… something…

“Un-Lord Lorne tells me you’re going to re-die in grand final battle against evil incarnate. Let’s see if I can scrape up an arsenal that will prolong your existence for a few moments!” Groosalugg claps Angel on the back. Angel smiles wanly.

Wes confronts Lorne. “You’re scared of me.”

Lorne, in so many words, says “yeah, kinda.”

Well, this is all Wolfram & Hart’s doing, whatever it is and for what reasons. “They’re the ones we have to worry about.”

Meanwhile, to make a long story short, Gunn and a couple of his cronies sneak into Wolfram & Hart’s building. Before blowing it to smithereens, Gunn recovers an old picture of him and all his happy buddies holding Baby Connor. Back when things were… simpler?

Anyway, they blow the Wolfram & Hart building to smithereens. Gunn smiles vampirely.

And, as a consequence, as Wes talks to Lorne, he slowly disappears into nothing. Much to Lorne’s astonishment.

“Wes? Um, Wesley? Wesley? I’m gonna be blamed for this, I know it.”

Final Thoughts

The plot thickens! Or thins, as the case may be. How will Wes get out of this non-existence pickle? Will they need to find the Talisman of Witherspoon in order to return Wes to his corporeal form?

I really wish Angel was single-handedly going to try taking down the champions. I want to see his ass bloodied to kingdom come.

The Great Hunt (Book 2) – Chapter 44: “Five Will Ride Forth”

The Wheel of Time - Book 2 - The Great Hunt

Rand and Company are making their way to Toman Head. They pass through a village where Hurin can confirm Padan Fain had been; Fain smells like nine-week-old hard boiled eggs and stale BBQ Fritos. They hear some Whitecloaks in the distance and skedaddle away on horseback before they think they are noticed and/or followed.

The Whitecloaks in question end up being Geofram Bornhald with his boring-ass side story. He catches a glimpse of Perrin as they all rode off, recognizing him slightly. I don’t remember why this dude recognizes Perrin. Maybe they met in an ICQ chat room back in the day. The takeaway of the Bornhald portion of the chapter is that a) he tells his second-in-command Byar to hang back during the next battle against the Seanchan; he doesn’t expect to live through the battle and he doesn’t want to waste Byar’s life on such as something dumb like a Seanchan battle, b) Bornhald does remember Perrin and wonders whether he was the village blacksmith. Byar denies it, saying that the village blacksmith left over a month ago. Why this is important, I don’t fucking know. I still believe the chat room theory. And c) a Draghkar flies overhead unnoticed. Looking for blood. Or semen.

Later, on the campsite, Rand practices with his sword and Ingtar gives him shit for looking like a spaz. Perrin returns and reports that Padan Fain has moseyed on through the premises toward Falme. Ingtar, eating crow now that he believes Rand and Verin that Falme is the place to be, offers to bring Hurin into town to search for the Horn of Valere. Mat wants to go too since he wants the dang dagger back. Rand’s gonna go too because come on. Perrin and Loial want to go too, but since Perrin said it first, he gets to go, because there can only be five based on some prophecy that MAKES THE RULES. If Verin goes, then the sul’dam and damane will roast her like a fuckin’ pig on a spit. “Five will ride forth.” Name of the chapter, bitch. Deal with it. To illustrate this, Verin draws a circle in the sand with five spokes. She accidentally smudges it, breaking the wheel. It unsettles Rand because he’s easily disturbed like a wimp on a spit.

We’re reaching the home stretch here! Everyone converges to Falme! It’ll be one big happy reunion and they can treat themselves to some McDonald’s after the, you know, Darkfriend slaughter.

Darth Vader (Vol. 1), Issue #7 – “Book II: Shadows and Secrets (Part 1)”

* Part 1 of 6 of the Book II: Shadows and Secrets storyline *

Welcome to Ghostliness & Nerfherders Presents: Darth Vader (Vol. 1), Issue #7 – “Book II: Shadows and Secrets (Part 1)”! Back at it with everyone’s favorite cuddly warmonger.

In the previous storyline, Vader meets a young pistol named Doctor Aphra and pretends to barely get along with her even though he’s obviously pleased. Emporer Palpatine has secretly ordered replacements to be trained up to take Vader’s position. The project is spearheaded by Cylo-V, a sort of humanoid robot. To make a long story short, Vader succeeds at not getting replaced, reinstating some of Palpatine’s trust and respect. Sorta.

Meanwhile, Boba Fett has failed handily at bringing in the whelp who destroyed the Death Star. But Vader learns that it’s his son. And now he REALLY wants to find him and shower him with kissies.


Darth Vader (Vol. 1), Issue #7 [August, 2015]
Written by: Kieron Gillen
“Book II: Shadows and Secrets (Part 1)”

Darth Vader (Vol. 1), Issue #7

Darth Vader stands on a rocky, sandy bluff of Tatooine. Staring at its two suns. Thinking about his one son. “What are we looking for?” asks the RATHER INSOLENT voice of Doctor Aphra from behind. “The place is dead. It’s been dead for weeks. No one alive. Nothing inside.”

Vader repeats that he’s looking for Luke Skywalker – He Who Blew Up the Death Star (HWBUDS). Where they are now is where he used to live before his aunt and uncle got killed. “There is perhaps a trace of his presence…” he says wistfully. Aphra is all like “yeah whatevs.”

Aphra appreciates the irony that, if Luke were still around the house when shit went down, there would still be a Death Star. Although I don’t really think that counts as irony. Not even really a coincidence, actually. “…but if the family wasn’t killed, maybe he’d never have left.” OK, there’s the irony!

Oh well, nothing to see here. Show’s been over for a long time. Let’s move on to bigger and better things!

Using their hyper-time-dilation GPS tracking system, Vader and Aphra find the spot where Luke and Boba Fett fought. Vader puts his hand up against the wall and sees visions of the ruckus. “He fended off the bounty hunter. The boy is strong in the Force…” Vader says in partial awe. “…but with little or no training.”

Vader scoffs at Obi-Wan Kenobi, who had twenty years to teach the boy anything, anything, and he didn’t get around to until like four days before he died. Oh well. Vader reiterates that there’s nothing to see, show’s over, let’s get the hell off this podunk shithole of a planet and never look back.

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You brought a bomb? Might as well put it to use. Find an orphanage.

Now that things have gone south, Vader has nothing to do right now! And that means Doctor Aphra has nothing to do right now either! “I will have a task for you soon enough,” he assures her. “It is a matter of some delicacy.”

Ahhh, yes. I love a good delicacy! Hella Kobe beef. Dish it out, sir.

Elsewhere, on the planet of Son-tuul in the Outer Rim, some stuff happens! Namely, a bunch of aliens lost some cargo to the Imperials. It’s a story as old as time! In fact, this might have happened somewhere in first storyline but I don’t remember. Look it up for me, would ya? Make yourself useful.

Anyway, this main alien guy is not happy that the cargo is lost NOR that the Imperials are to blame. “The Imperials are trying harder? All this means is that you should try harder too.”

The other guy won’t have time to try harder, because the main guy grabs his head and readies to slit his throat… but then… as it turns out… against all odds… the guy has an Imperial tracker on his person…

BOOM! CRUSH! SPLINTER!

“It is pointless to resist,” says Darth Vader, who has literally crashed the party with his gaggle of stormtroopers. Then a fight ensues for about 45 pages. Just a mess of panels like this one:

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BAM BOOM KRRK WHOOSH WHISSH STAB STAB STAB SWISH SWISH MOO MOOOOOO.

It ends with Vader’s opponent getting eaten by one of its Hell monsters. We hardly knew ye. Vader ends it by sticking the pointy end of his lightsaber through the side of the monster’s head, presumably in its brain cavity. Dirty work, but someone’s gotta do it, and it ain’t gonna be Fred Flintstone! Yabba dabba doo! I’m having a stroke!

“Area pacified, Lord Vader,” reports one of his nameless stormtroopers, “as is the smuggler who led us here. Stray shot.”

“Unfortunate…” Vader replies, lyingly. “I suspect he had more information.”

Vader makes his way to a closed vault and instructs his team to open it. Inside is an enormous pile of… sticks? Silver and gold sticks? No idea. “Gather the contraband… it must be safely confiscated.” Vader says. Is this money? Did he find money? I’m not sure. Here’s what it looks like:

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Yeah, I don’t know either.

Vader later reports to a rather ornately-decorated Hutt. “The Rodian was a formidible competitor…” he says, and even those this is the 50th time I’m seein the word “Rodian” I still keep forgetting what they are and what they look like and where my big bottle of pills is. “Great Jabba will be glad he is no longer with us.”

Darth Vader is beside himself with disappointment in the Outer Rim planets, operating all willy-nilly. The Empire will keep cracking down on these rogue motherfuckers. Good good, yes yes. Jabba will continue to be pleased. He’s glad that there’s a mutual benefit to cracking down on these rogue motherfuckers. Namely, Vader cracks down on these rogue motherfuckers, and Jabba enjoys that these rogue motherfuckers are getting cracked down upon! Profits for Jabba are going up up up up!

“What the Rodian didn’t spend on his hunts he hoarded. That is years of profits your troopers are carrying…” says the ornately-decorated Hutt called Sutha as the troopers unload boxes full of those tasty-looking rectangles. He also asks for some intel on where the Empire will be taking them. Vader says “no” because this crackdown is not property of the Hutts! Booyah! Sutha is taken aback, but he slitheringly agrees. BUT, the enrichment of the Hutts IS a side-benefit to all this killing and looting, eh? Hint hint.

Still on Son-tuul, a large droid that looks like a tall fire hydrant barges in and kills some guy for no reason. He addresses a reptile-thing named Bossk. They shove off to a little makeshift fighting area where they find a Wookiee ready to compete. He’s like “GGRRRRRWWLL!” about it in shaky yellow letters! The group of shady-types discuss this Wookiee’s boldness and stupidity to volunteer in a fight to the death! His name is Krrsantan, and he’s big and scary.

Aphra enters the room to break the news that the Sun-tuul Pride (the clan which got handily destroyed by Vader and his stormtroopers) has been eliminated fully. “Their personal fortune is in transit to its new home in an Imperial vault,” she says, referring to those gold rectangles.

“I know exactly how it’s being transported, how to circumvent its guards and – most of all – how to get away. So, gentlemen and violent robots…”

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Hell yeah, sign me up! I like to be rich.

Final Thoughts

A DOUBLE-CROSSING SNAKE IN THE GRASS! Who da thunk it? Certainly not me! Except, yeah, I did indeed thunk it.

I like this lady! I hope she pulls a fast one on ol’ Darth Vader and he says a very loud “NOOOOOOOOOOO!!” like a wuss.

The X-Files – Season 1, Episode 10 – “Fallen Angel”

The X-Files

The future of the X-Files project is jeopardized after Mulder secretly infiltrates the government cover-up of a UFO crash.

FINALLY, it’s another mythology episode. After a handful of episodes about ice parasites and weird outer space ghosts, we get more about government cover-ups! I hope the Man Whom Smokes the Cigarette is in this one.

In Townsend, Wisconsin, around 1am on Day 1, the woods are on fire! A deputy with a stilted delivery of “son of a…” tries to radio in the fire, but no one answers. He gets out of his car to investigate.

In Cheyenne Mountain, the Space Surveillance facility tracks an UNIDENTIFIED FLYING OBJECT that landed off the coast of Lake Michigan at 800 mph. I’d say it landed in the Townsend area of Wisconsin, possibly in the woods. The Colonel in charge orders his people to write it up as a meteor, the instruments have obviously malfunctioned! Then he tiptoes to a clandestine corner and tells an individual over the phone that he has 10-double-4-oh-9er! That’s a steak and eggs over at the IHOP. Also, a confirmed “Fallen Angel”.

Something invisible in the woods kills the Townsend deputy. No one cares.

At the same instant the UFO crashed in Townsend, Wisconsin, Mulder is already there in a budget motel autoerotically asphyxiating himself thinking about his discussion with Deep Throat about previous government cover-ups! Then he traipses through the woods looking for the crash site the next morning, which his been cordoned off by laser barriers like in Mission: Impossible.

I told you already, I was going to dig a hole and bury the poop.

Lots of miltary personnel are on the premises, so Mulder needs to do a stealth mission while the military NPCs walk back and forth in straight lines. Obviously, because he’s a 75 IQ dumbass, Mulder gets discovered and captured at the crash site after sundown. I don’t know what he expected to lift from the crash site other than a cool piece of metal or a gorey alien spleen. The military was busy cleaning up the area while Mulder snaps photos with his giant, loud camera, so it’s no wonder that he was kidnapped.

Colonel “It’s a Meteorite” Henderson ruins his film and accuses Mulder of endangering his men’s lives by, uh, snapping photos. Also, infiltrating the site of a regular ol’ earthly environmental hazard. Yeah, that’s the stuff. Mulder gets thrown in a chain-link cage adjacent to a hyper guy with a hat, glasses, long hair, and a scruffy beard. You know the type; all wired about conspiracies. His name is Max Fenig, a NICAP member hellbent on exposing the government cover-ups. he was also captured while running recklessly around the woods, and Mulder keeps trying to ignore him. Max asks him if he saw anything, which doesn’t get answered because Mulder plays the skeptic. Looking like the reasonable one. He is unable to play that up forever.

Unkempt and smiling maniacally. The surest sign of conspiracy loonyism.

Later, Scully visits Mulder in the cage for a little “conjugal visit”. And by that I mean, she tells him he’s a fucking idiot and the X-Files — and his job — is now in danger. She gets really mad at him, asking why he keeps doing this sneaking-around loose cannon goes-where-he-pleases chicanery. She reports to him that the crash was a Libyan airship transporting a nuclear weapon. Mulder LAUGHS at the lie! LAUGHS! Like this: ha.

Not convinced that everything is hunky and dory, Mulder has that glint in his eye that tells everyone that he’s going to keep on sneaking around like a loose cannon, just going anywhere he pleases. Meanwhile, the invisible entity that killed the deputy runs right through the laser barrier and down the street.

Sorry, Mulder. This chain link fence is impervious to your bullshit.

Scully busted Mulder out of the joint and they both return to Mulder’s motel room, where they discover Max trying to poorly sneak out the bathroom window. He gets stuck and flails his legs comically while Mulder grabs him by the undercarriage and pulls him out. He was there trying to see if Mulder was the real deal; Max is a huge fan! He knows everything about the guy, and he’s charmed to meet Scully as well! The reputations of these two precedes themselves, as it turns out.

Max leads them to his unmarked sex trailer full of radio and computer equipment. It’s more trashed than Mulder’s FBI office. Scully finds a whole pharmacy worth of medications on a little table. Mulder talks to this guy like he’s his new boyfriend. Scully wants to be 100 miles away.

Max shows them recordings of the radio transmissions from the dead deputy and the crash site fire containment crew, so they now have a lead! Time to bug the widow! It doesn’t go well. She storms off right away and yells at them and tells them go suck off a horse because she doesn’t know anything about nothing. Nothing except the government is holding onto her husband’s body and threatening her to stay silent. Nothing except that, of course.

Meanwhile, the military’s equipment picks up high frequency signals and infrared mapping of a strange entity running around the woods. They can’t find anything… but they can hear it. It sounds like a screechy MIDI file. And then it kills a whole bunch of personnel, lmao.

Mulder and Scully interview the doctor who was in charge of the caring for the injured fire crew, and he’s equally resistant to talk. Then the doctor admits that all these people died of severe burns that wouldn’t have been from a normal burning fire. Mulder asks him if it could have been from ionizing radiation, which the doctor agrees is possible as long as the explosion was Hiroshima/Nagaski levels of intense! Curious curious curious.

The thing about ionizing radiation, Scully, is that it has a tendency to ionize.

As the FBI agents leave the hospital, the severely burned military personnel are getting gurneyed through with Colonel Henderson pulling up the rear. A perfect time to get all up in his face! The Colonel tells Mulder and Scully to get the fuck out of his face, but the doctor insists that Scully, being a medical doctor, stays. The Colonel is like “NO!”, but the doctor is like “my house, my rules, bitch”.

Fine. Take the Mulder and run. Let the lady stay. Now unencumbered by meddlesom skeptics, Mulder visits Max’s sex offender van and discovers the guy having a fatal epileptic fit. It looks like David Duchovny is trying not to smile, and the X-Files crew decided that this was the take to keep. Once Max calms down, he doesn’t believe his seizure happened. It’s impossible. The medication! He hasn’t had a seizure in seven years! That’s like the length of one NASCAR race.

“As a kid I used to wake up in strange places with no memory of how I got there,” Max says of living his life as an epileptic child. After Max falls asleep, Mulder notices a very odd scar behind his ear. A 3mm triangle-shaped scar. The kind that Mulder has a box full of files about already waiting in his motel room, like he checked it onto the plane.

90% of being an FBI agent is the ability to stare wistfully into the distance…

Scully comes into the room; they lost all but two people. They’re still in critical condition, but cannot be interviewed since they’re on their way to Johns Hopkins. They’re also in critical conditon, jerkface. Mulder talks about the scar and how it’s consistent with alien abductions. Scully reminds him that Max is eating his weight in pills, many of them anti-psychotics. Mulder asks, at the very least, to look at Max’s scar in person and give him her medical opinion. Feeling sorry for him, she acquiesces.

In Cheyenne Mountain, the team tracks another large, um, “meteor”. It’s hovering in place above a small Wisconsin town! Like meteors do, certainly. Meanwhile, the invisible entity infiltrate’s Max’s trailer. Max wakes up and gets a good look before a bright white light engulfs him. Later, Mulder and Scully return to the trailer to find him gone. Kaputt. Out of here. Scully spots blood on the pillow. This is where Mulder starts frothing. Max was definitely an alien abductee and this is why he’s so intent on discovering the truth! It’s consistent! And Colonel Henderson might be the same as well! RARARHAGH! Let’s go find some more shit out!

The duo catches Max at the waterfront where the military had taken him. He cries in a warehouse about how much his ear and/or brain hurts. Colonel Henderson’s team arrives to try to take Max, but Mulder rushes to squirrel him away. A guy with an infrared camera sees three individuals in the warehouse: Mulder, Max, and…someone else. Not Scully! Scully is trying to yell at the Colonel! Oh Jesus!

The invisible entity zaps Mulder and sends him flying. Max screams and is then shown hovering in another room as if within a UFO beam! Then Max is UFO-beamed.

NO! NOT 1990’S CGI SPECIAL EFFECTS! ANYTHING BUT THAT!

Now there’s only one figure in the building! Military blows out the warehouse door and find Mulder going “HE’S GONE! THEY GOT TO HIM FIRST!” and then he’s immediately arrested.

And that’s that.

Scully has the fourth or fifth hearing in 10 episodes about Mulder’s conduct, two days after the events of the episode. Mulder, of course, did not play by any rules and she can testify to this. Scully tries to defend him, but no dice. She and and her large shoulder pads are dismissed.

Mulder is waiting outside the room in crutches, ready to accept his fate. Scully waits with a newspaper and sees the Townsend cover-up in the newspaper, looking quite conflicted.

Mulder is very loud and defensive during his hearing, as to be expected. I don’t even have to tell you what kind of yammerings he hollers at the Chief. Even Colonel Henderson’s testimony places Max’s body in a cargo container, discovered two hours after Mulder and Scully left the premises. Mulder scoffs at this. “Then what more to I have to say?” Mulder says, and then says more. He says the government can only hide this shit for so long. Then, BOOM. IT’S MULDER TIME.

Now you’ve gone and done it. Feral Mulder has come out to play. RAWR!

The Chief meets outside with Deep Throat. Deep Throat needs to know why Chief made a decision to dissolve the X-Files program and dismiss Agent Mulder. It’s because Mulder’s insubordination is far less dangerous than being a whistleblower to the “wrong people”.

“Keep your friends closer and your enemies closer,” Deep Throat chuckles as if he invented the phrase.

Next Time on the X-Files

Season 1, Episode 11 — “Eve”
Mulder digs up the bones of Adam and Eve and then tries to make out with both of them.

The Great Hunt (Book 2) – Chapter 43: “A Plan”

The Wheel of Time - Book 2 - The Great Hunt

Min runs away from Egwene’s cell crying because Egwene’s getting six kinds of tortured. She leaves the building and discovers Nynaeve and Elayne hangin’ out, which is a very dangerous place for a couple of young Aes Sedai to be, don’tcha know.

Min tells them that there’s a ship that will take them all away from Falme, although Egwene is going to be on a different ship to Seanchan Land in a few days or within the next hour or in the year 2029 or whenever in order to help mine iron ore with her craaaaazy powers. Min takes the ladies to an inn to introduce them to Captain “I’m Not Going East Oh Hell No” Domon, who is willing to transport them out of Falme. When Nynaeve flashes him her Aes Sedai ring with the intention of putting him at ease, he gets nervous and tells her to put it away before someone sees it. Domon witnessed an Aes Sedai get captured even with her Warder RIGHT THERE. Like, what is a Warder for if he can’t ward, son?

Anyway, as I said, Domon agrees to take them away when the bell tolls three. Or sometime similar in the future. Meanwhile, Nynaeve has A Plan, which is the name of the chapter! We have come full circle, and now I’m going to go watch Three’s Company.