The X-Files Movie - Fight the Future

(The classic fanfare from Alfred Newman plays as the 20th CENTURY FOX

logo is shown all over the the big screen. Fade to black - Silence.

(DW NOTE: Enough time to 'Take your greatest fear and multiply it by X:)

NOW, Mark Snow's thrilling new movie-version of The X-Files theme song

begins to play. Seas of blackoil fill the screen then text in white letters runs in.)

TWENTIETH CENTURY FOX

presents

(A wave of blackoil pushes it away.)

a TEN THIRTEEN production

(Another wave cleans the screen.)

THE (X) FILES

(The screen fades to white.)

NORTH TEXAS, 35,000 BC

(We open in a snow storm. Two heavily bundled humans are running

through the snow, following strange looking tracks which lead into a

cave. They enter and, once inside, we see sparks fly as they whack

a couple of rocks together and light torches with the fire. Like all good

horror movie duos, they split up to continue their search. Soon after,

one of them hears a strange shriek-type noise in the distance, but

ignores it and moves on. He then encounters an ice wall, which holds

a frozen human. Suddenly, the tracker is attacked by a creature we

can't quite see, due to fast camera cuts. The creature and human

roll around in combat, the creature slashing the man until he kills him.

The man's friend appears and stabs the creature with something

(looks like a stake, maybe his comrade's torch?) and the creature

disappears into the darkness of the cave. The man looks down at his

friend's lifeless form, then starts to look around for the creature. They

find each other, a battle ensues, the man stabs the creature several

times and finally kills it. From out of its wounds seeps a black oil which

takes on a life of its own as it changes direction and begins to flow

towards the man. It enters his body, crawling under his skin from his

feet on up to his eyes. The man starts to moan and cry out in pain

as the camera pans upwards leaving us in darkness.)

NORTH TEXAS, PRESENT DAY

(The darkness is now the view from underneath a boy, Stevie, as he

falls through the earth, landing in an underground cavern. His three

friends look down upon him.)

KID 1: Hey, Stevie, you ok?

(DW NOTE: Kid 1 is called Jeremy, and Jason is the name of Kid 2)

STEVIE: I got... I got... (coughs) I got the wind knocked out of me.

KID 2: Looks like a cave or something.

(Stevie looks around and then wanders deeper into the cavern.)

KID 1: Stevie? What's going on?

(Stevie reappears with something in his hands, which he holds up for

the others to see.)

STEVIE: It's a human skull!

KID 2: Toss it up here, dude!

STEVIE: No way butt-wipe, this is mine. Anyway, there's bones all

over the place, man.

(Stevie admires the skull, then he looks down and sees a puddle of

black oil under his right shoe.)

STEVIE: What the...?

(Suddenly, he drops the skull and grabs his stomach, looking ill.

The black oil begins to crawl up his body and onto his face,

creeping underneath his skin.)

KID 1: Stevie?

KID 2: Hey, Stevie, you okay?

(As he looks up, we see his eyes cloud over with the oil.)

KID 2: Hey man, let's get out of here.

(The boys run away from the hole. The camera pans back to show

that the scene is happening in a suburban area outside a large town.

Fade to later the same day as fire trucks, marked as "Blackwood

County Fire Dept.", pull up to the scene.)

FIRE CHIEF: (looking down hole) Give me a fourteen footer!

(A ladder slams down onto the bottom of the hole.)

FIRE CHIEF: (on his radio) Captain Miles Cooles, got a rescue

situation in progress. I'll be the whole town HC. Rope's in the hole,

(to his men) let's go, two down.

(Two men climb down into the hole and crouch by Stevie, who is

lying down in the dirt in the cavern.)

FIRE CHIEF: (talking to radio) What ya got, TC? Talk to me. (static on

radio) Do ya see the boy? Talk to me. (static) Come back, TC, do ya

see the kid? (static) Jerry, check TC's radio. (he whacks the radio)

TC? (static) Glen, South, in the hole.

(A black helicopter flies in and lands at the scene as some of the

firemen watch and wonder. Four men in biohazard suits exit and

carry a person-sized container towards the hole. The fire chief

starts to walk towards the helicopter as a man, Bronschweig,

exits the chopper.)

BRONSCHWEIG (to the fire chief, indicating the crowd that has

gathered to watch the proceedings) Get those people out of here!

(The chief and one of his men yell at the crowd to "Get back!" and

they slowly move out of the way. Both the chief and Bronschweig

start to walk towards the hole.)

FIRE CHIEF: I sent four men down there for the boy. Report is, his

eyes have turned black. Now we've lost communication with my men.

(The men in suits carry the container, which now has the boy in it,

to the helicopter, Bronschweig looks at the boy then follows the men

to the helicopter, standing and watching them load him on.)

FIRE CHIEF: What about my men?

(Bronschweig turns and looks at him as the copter starts to take off.)

FIRE CHIEF: What about my men??

(Several tanker trucks and semi-trucks pull up to the scene.)

FIRE CHIEF: What the hell is this?

(Bronschweig watches, and then walks behind one of the trucks where

no one else can hear. He dials a number on his cell phone.)

BRONSCHWEIG (in phone) It's Bronschweig. Sir, the impossible

scenerio that we never planned for? Well, we better come up with a plan.

FEDERAL BUILDING, DALLAS, TEXAS

ONE WEEK LATER

(The scene opens with FBI agents on the federal building's roof.

A helicopter lands and out comes Darius Michaud.)

FBI GUY: We've evacuated the building and been through it bottom to

top. There's no trace of an explosive device or anything resembling one.

MICHAUD: Have you sent the dogs through yet?

FBI GUY: Yes, sir.

MICHAUD: Well, send 'em through again.

(He begins to walk away, towards the edge of the roof, facing another

building across the street.)

FBI GUY: (to other FBI agents) All right guys, let's do it again.

(Michaud looks at a building across the street where a lone person is

walking on the roof. (DW NOTE: It is nice looking Dana!) Cut to the

other building where we see Scully talking on her cell phone.)

SCULLY: Mulder, it's me.

MULDER: Where are you, Scully?

SCULLY: I'm on the roof.

MULDER: Did you find anything?

SCULLY: (irritated voice) No I haven't.

MULDER: What's wrong?

SCULLY: Well, I just climbed up 12 floors, I'm hot, I'm thirsty and to

be honest, I'm wondering what I'm doing up here.

MULDER: You're looking for a bomb.

SCULLY: Yes, I know that, but the threat was called in to the federal

building across the street.

MULDER: I think they have that covered.

SCULLY: Mulder, when a terrorist bomb threat is called in, the rational

purpose of providing that information is to allow us to find the bomb.

The rational object of terrorism is to promote terror. If you'd study the

statistics, you'd find the model behavioral pattern for virtually every

case where a threat has turned up an explosive device; and if we don't

act in accordance with that data, if you ignore it as we have done,

the chances are great that if there actually is a bomb, we might not find it.

Lives could be lost .... Mulder. Mulder?

(he appears behind her)

MULDER: Boom.

SCULLY: (startled) Jesus, Mulder!

MULDER: Whatever happened to playing a hunch, Scully? The element

of surprise, random acts of unpredictabilty? If we fail to anticipate the

unforeseen or expect the unexpected in a universe of infinite possibilites,

we may find ourselves at the mercy of anyone or anything that cannot be

programmed, categorized or easily referenced. (he pops a sunflower seed

into his mouth) What are we doing up here, Scully? It's hotter than hell.

SCULLY: I know you're bored in this assignment, Mulder, but

unconventional thinking is only gonna get you in trouble now.

MULDER: What makes you think I'm bored?

SCULLY: You've gotta quit looking for what isn't there. They've closed

the X-files. There's procedure to be followed now ... protocol.

MULDER: Maybe we should call in a bomb threat to Houston.

I think it's free beer night at the Astrodome.

(Scully attempts to open the door)

SCULLY: Aww, now what?

MULDER: It's locked?

SCULLY So much for anticipating the unforeseen. (Mulder tries to open

the door and it opens easily, Scully smiles.) ... I had you.

MULDER: No, you didn't.

SCULLY: Oh, yeah. I had you big time.

MULDER: You had nothing. Come on, I saw you jiggle the handle.

(They exit the stairwell, next to the elevator at the bottom floor,

a group of children is being led into the elevator.)

BOY: (whispering amazed) F.B.I.

SCULLY: I saw your face, Mulder. There was a definite moment of panic.

MULDER: You've never seen me panic. When I panic, I make this face.

(Mulder's face registers no emotion.)

SCULLY: That was the face.

MULDER: You didn't see that face.

SCULLY: I saw that face. (she smiles) You're buyin'.

MULDER: What? Coke, Pepsi, saline IV?

SCULLY: Something sweet.

(Mulder heads down to a room containing the vending machines,

passing a man on his way out. He puts money in the machine,

pushes a button, then another, then all of them, nothing comes out.

He whacks the side of it, then shakes the machine, angry at losing

his money. He happens to look beside it and notices that the machine

is unplugged. (TD NOTE: Obviously, the bomb was set in some way

as to keep the machine lit so as not to arouse suspicion) He tries

to open the door, it's locked. He calls Scully on her cell phone

(555-0113). Cut to the lobby, where Scully is standing, waiting for

her drink.)

SCULLY: (answering her phone) Scully.

MULDER: Scully, I found the bomb.

SCULLY: (smiling) You're funny. Where are you, Mulder?

MULDER: I'm in the vending room.

(Mulder pounds on the door)

SCULLY: Is that you pounding?

MULDER: Yeah, you gotta get somebody to open that door.

(Scully tries the doorknob, but it doesn't turn)

SCULLY: Nice try, Mulder.

MULDER: Look, Scully, it's in the soda machine, you've got about

fourteen minutes to evacuate this building.

(Cut back to Scully outside of the vending room, she looks down at her

watch.)

SCULLY: Come on, Mulder ... (slight laugh)

(The camera pans to show that the machine is now open and filled

with explosives. A timer is ticking down.)

MULDER: Thirteen fifty-six, thirteen fifty-four, thirteen fifty-two,

thirteen fifty. You see a pattern emerging here, Scully?

(Scully looks down and realizes that the key hole has been welded shut.)

SCULLY: Hold on, Mulder, I'm gonna get you out of there.

(We see Mulder standing in front of the machine, "panic" written all

over his face. Cut to Scully as she rushes back to the lobby and

gives orders to the security guard.)

SCULLY: I need this building evacuated and cleared out in 10 minutes!

I want you to call the fire department and have them block off the city

center in a one mile radius around the building!

GUARD: Ten minutes?

SCULLY: (she points at him with her phone) Don't think! Just pick up

that phone and make it happen! (on her cell phone) This is Special

Agent Dana Scully, I need to speak to SAC Michaud, he's got the

wrong building!

(Numerous police cars and firetrucks pull up to the building.

Michaud exits a car and begins to hastily walk towards the building.

Scully comes out to meet him.)

MICHAUD: Where is it?

SCULLY: He found it in the vending room. He's locked in with it.

(Cut to Mulder sitting in a chair in front of the vending machine,

staring at the bomb, still making his panic face. His phone rings,

startling him. He lets out the breath he was holding and answers it.)

MULDER: Scully, you know that face I just showed you?

I'm making it again.

SCULLY: Mulder, move away from the door, we're coming through it.

(Scully and the bomb team cut through the door with a torch.

The door is kicked open and everyone piles into the room.)

MULDER: (to Michaud, as he points at the bomb) Tell me that's

just soda pop in those canisters.

MICHAUD: (looking at bomb) It's just what it looks like. A big I.E.D.

(pauses) Ten gallons of astrolight. Okay, get everybody out of here,

clear the area.

FBI GUY: Come on, let's go.

(Everyone leaves except Michaud, Mulder and Scully)

MULDER: Somebody's got to stay with you.

MICHAUD: (irritated) I just gave you a direct order.

Now get the hell out of here and evacuate the building!

SCULLY: Can you defuse it?

MICHAUD: Yes I can.

MULDER: We got less than four minutes to find out if you're right.

MICHAUD: Did you hear what I said? (Mulder nods) Get out.

SCULLY: Come on, Mulder.

(She starts to leave, Mulder hesitates, looking at Michaud, then turns

to follow her out. Cut to outside the building as people pour out onto

the street. Cut back to Michaud sitting passively in the chair in front

of the bomb. Cut to Mulder and Scully running out of the building.

Mulder slows down and looks back.)

SCULLY: Mulder, what are you doing?

MULDER: Something's wrong.

SCULLY: Mulder ...

(Scully grabs Mulder by his arm.)

MULDER: Something's not right.

SCULLY: Mulder, get in the car, there's no time!

POLICEMAN BY CAR: Go on, get in the car!

(They get into the waiting police car. Shot of inside the building with

Michaud sitting waiting for the bomb to go off, his face in his hands.

Cut to the cop car as it drives off, Mulder turning in his seat to look at

the building. The bomb explodes, sending Michaud flying backwards.

The building is destroyed, cars are sent flying, Mulder and Scully's

police car's windows explode as the car rocks from the blast, mucho

Big Screen Destruction. Mulder and Scully slowly get out of the car

and look at the damage.)

MULDER: Next time, you're buying.

FBI HEADQUARTERS

WASHINGTON, DC

OFFICE OF PROFESSIONAL REVIEW

(Scully is sitting in the office before a review board. Assistant Director

Jana Cassidy is speaking to her. Assistant Director Walter Skinner is

seated on the panel as well.)

CASSIDY: In light of Waco and Ruby Ridge, there is a heightened

need at the Attorney General's office to place responsibility as early

as possible for the catastrophic destruction of public property and

loss of life due to terrorist activities. Many details are still unclear,

but we're under some pressure from the Attorney General to give an

accurate picture of what happened so that she can issue a public

statement. We know now that five people died, in the explosion.

Special ...

(Mulder enters the room, late, and Cassidy pauses, looking up at him,

as do Scully and Skinner.)

CASSIDY: .. Special Agent In Charge Darius Michaud, who was trying

to defuse the bomb, three firemen from Dallas and a young boy.

I'd like to begin this interview ...

MULDER: Excuse me, excuse me, the firemen and the young boy,

they were found in the building?

CASSIDY: Agent Mulder, since you weren't able to be on time for this

hearing, I'd like you to step outside so that we can hear Agent Scully's

version of the facts so that she will not be paid the same disrespect.

MULDER: We'd been told the building was clear.

CASSIDY: You'll get your turn, Agent Mulder, please step outside.

(Mulder looks at Scully, then leaves the room. He is now seated on a

bench in the hallway, eating sunflower seeds, husks and all. Skinner

leaves the hearing room and joins him in the hallway. Mulder stands up.)

SKINNER: Sit down, they're still talking to Agent Scully.

MULDER: About what? (he sits back down)

SKINNER: They're asking her for a narrative, they want to know why she

was in the wrong building.

MULDER: She was with me.

SKINNER: You don't see what's going on here, do you? There's

forty-five million dollars worth of damage to the city of Dallas. Lives

have been lost. No suspects have been named. So the story that's

being shaped ... is that this could have been prevented.

MULDER: They want to blame us?

(Skinner sits down next to him.)

SKINNER: Agent Mulder, you and I both know that if it looks bad,

it's bad for the FBI. Blame has to be assigned somewhere

(Mulder looks down at the ground, then looks up at Skinner.)

MULDER: If they want somebody to blame, they can blame me,

Agent Scully doesn't deserve this.

SKINNER: She's in there right now saying the same thing about you.

MULDER: I breached protocol. I broke contact with the SAC.

I ignored a primary tactical rule and left him alone with the device.

SKINNER: Agent Scully says it was she who ordered you out of the

building, that you wanted to go back in.

MULDER: No.

(Both men stand as Scully leaves the hearing room and walks over

to them.)

SCULLY: (to Skinner) They're asking for you, sir.

SKINNER: Thank you. (he leaves)

MULDER: Whatever you told them in there, Scully, you don't have to

protect me.

SCULLY: All I told them was the truth.

MULDER: They're trying to divide us on this and we can't let them.

SCULLY: Mulder, they have divided us. They're splitting us up.

MULDER: What? What are you talking about?

SCULLY: I have a meeting with OPR day after tomorrow for remediation

and reassignment.

MULDER: But they're the ones who put us together.

SCULLY: Because they wanted me to invalidate your investigations

into the paranormal. But I think this goes deeper than that now.

MULDER: This is not about you, Scully. They're doing this to me.

SCULLY: They're not doing this. (pause as she collects her thoughts)

Mulder, I left behind a career in medicine because I thought that I could

make a difference at the FBI. But it hasn't turned out that way. And now

if they were to transfer me to Omaha or Cleveland, or some field office,

it just doesn't hold the interest for me that it once did. Not after what

I've seen and done.

MULDER: (realizing what she's saying) You're quitting.

SCULLY: Maybe you should ask yourself if your heart's still in it, too.

(Skinner comes back out for Mulder)

SKINNER: Agent Mulder, you're up.

SCULLY: (to Mulder) I'm sorry.

(Mulder begins to walk back to the boardroom)

SCULLY: Mulder. (she hands Mulder his jacket, which he left on the

bench) Good luck.

(Mulder enters the hearing room. Scully pauses for a moment,

then turns and leaves the building.)

CASEY'S BAR, SOUTHEAST WASHINGTON, DC

(DW NOTE: In the background you can hear the song "Crystal Ship" by X)

BARTENDER: (filling a glass) I'd say this just about exceeds your

minimum daily requirement.

(Mulder empties the glass and as he sets it down he knocks over some

of the numerous other glasses on the bar.)

BARTENDER: Whoa, you've gotta train for that kind of heavy lifting.

Poopy day?

(Mulder points his two index fingers at her, then points one finger on the

bar as a sign that he wants another. She clears away all the empty

glasses and places one on the bar to be filled. While he waits, Mulder

looks over his shoulder and notices a man at the bar watching him.)

BARTENDER: So, whaddya do?

MULDER: What do I do?

BARTENDER: Mmm hmm.

(Mulder takes a sip from his new drink, puts it down and begins his tale.)

MULDER: I'm the key figure in an on-going government charade,

the plot to conceal the truth about the existence of extraterrestrials.

(The bartender looks up at the last word, stops wiping down the bar,

he now has her full attention.) It's a global conspiracy, actually,

with key players in the highest levels of power, that reaches down

into the lives of every man, woman, and child on this planet.

(he laughs) So, of course, no one believes me. I'm an annoyance

to my superiors, a joke to my peers. They call me Spooky. Spooky

Mulder, whose sister was abducted by aliens when he was just a

kid and who now chases after little green men with a badge and a

gun, shouting to the heavens or to anyone who will listen that the

fix is in, that the sky is falling and when it hits it's gonna be the

shit-storm of all time.

BARTENDER: Well. I would say that about does it, Spooky.

(takes the drink away from Mulder)

MULDER: Does what?

BARTENDER: Well, looks like eighty-six is your lucky number.

(Mulder takes some money out of his wallet)

MULDER: You know, one is the loneliest number.

(Mulder looks over his shoulder again and sees the man is no longer

at the bar. He then gets up, wavers a bit, walks to the men's room and

finds it out of order. He knocks on the women's door and it's occupied.

He goes out the exit into the alley and relieves himself just above a

poster for the movie "Independence Day". (DW NOTE: ;-) here's what

Chris Carter commented on that dig at ID4: "I didn't imagine, it would

be anything other than a wink - an almost sudden you know -- it got a

big laugh in the screening I saw it at -- and I wrote a note to Dean

and Roland telling them that I hope they didn't feel 'this is it' at

their expense.") The man from the bar, Dr. Kurtzweil, walks outside.)

KURTZWEIL: That official FBI business?

MULDER: What?

KURTZWEIL: Bet the Bureau's accusing you of the same thing in Dallas.

Standing around holding your yank while bombs are exploding.

MULDER: (annoyed) Do I know you?

KURTZWEIL: No, but I've been watching your career for a good while,

back when you were just a promising young agent. Before that.

(Mulder continues his business, then turns his head towards Kurtzweil,

annoyed that he's still standing there.)

MULDER: You come out here for a reason?

KURTZWEIL: Yeah, I did.

(Kurtzweil unzips his pants, steps up to the wall and begins to relieve

himself. Mulder starts to walk inside.)

KURTZWEIL: My name is Kurtzweil, Doctor Alvin Kurtzweil.

MULDER: Am I supposed to know that name?

KURTZWEIL: An old friend of your father's.

(Mulder turns back around to look at Kurtzweil)

KURTZWEIL: Back at the Department of State we were what you

might call fellow travellers, but his disenchantment outlasted mine.

MULDER: All right.

(Mulder goes back into the bar, Kurtzweil quickly zips up and follows

him inside. Mulder walks to the coat rack where his jacket is hanging

and starts to put it on.)

MULDER: How'd ya find me?

KURTZWEIL: I heard you come in here now and again, figured you'd be

needing a little drinkie tonight.

MULDER: You a reporter?

KURTZWEIL: I'm a doctor, but I think I mentioned that. OB-GYN.

MULDER: You've got something to tell me, you've got as much time as

it takes for me to hail a cab.

(Mulder and Kurtzweil are outside now, Mulder is raising his hand to

hail a cab.)

KURTZWEIL: There's something you don't know about the bombing in

Dallas.

MULDER: What's that?

KURTZWEIL: SAC Darius Michaud never tried, or intended, to defuse

that bomb.

MULDER: (skeptical voice) He just let it explode in his face, huh?

KURTZWEIL: What's the question no one's asking? (Mulder puts up

his arm to hail a cab.) Why that building? Why not the federal building?

MULDER: The federal building was too well guarded.

KURTZWEIL: No. They put the bomb in the building across the street

because it did have federal offices. The Federal Emergency Management

Agency had a provisional medical quarantine office there, which is

where the bodies where found. But that's the thing ... the thing you

didn't know. The thing you'd never think to check. (pause)

Those people were already dead. (Mulder looks at him.)

MULDER: Before the bomb went off?

KURTZWEIL: That's what I'm saying.

MULDER: Darius Michaud was a twenty-two-year veteran of the Bureau.

KURTZWEIL: Michaud was a patriot. The people he was loyal to know

their way around Dallas. They blew that building to hide something,

maybe even something they couldn't predict.

(A Yellow Cab pulls up)

MULDER: You're telling me they blew up that entire building just to hide

the bodies of those firemen.

KURTZWEIL: (nods) And one little boy.

MULDER: I think you're full of shit.

KURTZWEIL: (laughs) Do you?

(Mulder enters the cab and closes the door, looking at Kurtzweil as he

stands on the curb.)

MULDER: Arlington, please. (the cab pulls away, Kurtzweil still standing

on the curb watching him leave. As the cab drives off, Mulder seems to

be contemplating their conversation, then he comes to a decision.)

Actually, you know, let's go to Georgetown. Let's go to Georgetown...

SCULLY'S APARTMENT, GEORGETOWN

(In the darkness of her bedroom, Scully lies awake in bed, staring at

the ceiling. She hears knocking on her door. She gets up and answers

it, finding Mulder on the other side.)

MULDER: Awww, I woke you ... ( he walks in) Did I wake you?

SCULLY: No.

MULDER: Why not? It's three in the morning...

SCULLY: Are you drunk, Mulder?

MULDER: I ... I ... I was until about 20 minutes ago, yeah.

SCULLY: Was that before or after you decided to come here?

MULDER: What exactly are you implying?

SCULLY: Go home, Mulder.

MULDER: No, get dressed, Scully.

SCULLY: It's late.

MULDER: Get dressed.

SCULLY: What are you doing?

MULDER: Just get dressed, I'll explain on the way.

NORTH TEXAS (BLACKWOOD)

(Two black helicopters fly across the moon. The area below them is a

"hive" of activity (TD NOTE: Sorry, couldn't help myself) as tanker

trucks and tractors criss-cross the landscape, punctuated by large

white tented domes. The copters land and a figure emerges from one,

his clothes flapping in the copters' blades' backwash. He walks a short

distance from the copter, stands and places a cigarette in his mouth.

From behind his head, we watch him light his ciggie as he stares at

two large white tents. Finally, the camera reveals his identity ....

it's the Cigarette Smoking Man (hereby known as CSM, although

I prefer to call him Cancer Man). Cue the audience's boos or cheers

depending on your allegiance. He starts to walk toward the tents.

Cut to inside one of the tents, many men, computers, readouts,

equipment, a cylinder being wheeled by, then we see a hole in the

ground, reinforced by steel as a man in a white bio-hazard suit

climbs out. Another man helps him remove his head gear, revealing

that it is Bronschweig. He looks over and sees CSM smoking his

cigarette. CSM steps over some equipment and walks to Bronschweig.)

CSM: You've got something to show me?

(Scene cuts to inside the hole, CSM now in a bio-hazard suit, climbing

down the ladder, Bronschweig already at the bottom.)

BRONSCHWEIG: We brought the atmosphere back down to freezing in

order to control the development, which is like nothing we've ever seen.

CSM: Brought on by what?

BRONSCHWEIG: Heat, I think. (they begin to walk down a staircase

towards another area in the hole.) The coincident invasion of a host,

the fireman, in an environment that raised his body temperature above

ninety-eight point six.

(They open the door of the other area where more men in biohazard suits

are working, the air inside giving off a steam associated with extreme cold.

Bronschweig pulls back a curtain, showing a man covered in goo, barely

breathing. CSM looks shocked.)

CSM: This man is still alive.

BRONSCHWEIG: Technically and biologically. But he'll never recover.

(The camera pans down the man's body. We can see something moving

inside his chest.)

CSM: How can this be?

BRONSCHWEIG: The developing organism is using his life energy ...

digesting bone and tissue ... we've just slowed the process. (CSM

keeps looking at the body in shock, his mouth agape.) Do you want

us to destroy this one, too? Before it gestates?

CSM: No, no. We need to try our vaccine on it.

BRONSCHWEIG: And if it's unsuccessful?

CSM: Burn it, like the others.

MONTGOMERY COUNTY, MARYLAND

(Nightime, an overhead camera shot shows cars driving along a road.

Cut to inside The Bethesda Naval Hospital as Mulder and Scully walk

down a hallway and reach a security desk.)

CLERK: ID and floor you're visiting, please.

MULDER: We're going down to the morgue.

CLERK: That area is currently off limits to anyone other than authorized

medical personel.

MULDER: On whose orders?

CLERK: General McAddie.

(Mulder signs the sign-in book, not sure what name he uses!)

MULDER: General McAddie is who requested our coming down here.

We were awakened at three AM and told to get down here immediately.

CLERK: I don't know anything about that.

MULDER: Well, call General McAddie. (he starts to walk away.)

CLERK: I don't have the number. (Mulder stops.)

MULDER: Well, then call the switchboard, they'll patch you through.

(Clerk starts to fumble through some papers.)

MULDER: Jesus, you don't know the switchboard number?

CLERK: I'm calling my C.O.

(He picks up the phone on his desk, Mulder puts his hand on the

receiver's button, cutting him off.)

MULDER: Listen, son, we don't have time to dick around while you

demonstrate your ignorance of the chain of command. The order came

directly from General McAddie, you call him. We'll conduct our

business while you confirm authorization.

(Mulder and Scully walk off, leaving the clerk standing with his phone

in his hand. Knowing when he's beaten, the clerk believes Mulder.)

CLERK: Why don't you head on down and I'll confirm authorization.

MULDER: Thank you. (quietly to Scully) Why is a morgue suddenly off

limits on the orders of a general?

(They arrive in a room full of bodies on gurneys, wrapped up with sheets

and tied with ropes. Mulder stops at one of them and looks at its toe tag.)

SCULLY: This is one of the firemen who died in Dallas?

MULDER: According to the toe tag. (he starts to untie it.)

SCULLY: And you're looking for ...?

MULDER: Cause of death.

SCULLY: I can tell you that without even looking at him. (she picks

up a paper near the body's head and reads aloud.) "Concussive organ

failure due to proximal exposure to source and flying debris." Mulder,

this man's already been autopsied, you can tell by the way he's been

wrapped and dressed.

(Mulder pulls back the covering sheet. It sticks to a gooey substance

which covers the body.)

MULDER: Does this fit the description you just read me?

(Scully walks around to join Mulder on the other side of the gurney,

looks down and is shocked at the sight.)

SCULLY: Oh my God. This man's tissue, Mulder ...

MULDER: It's like jelly.

SCULLY: There's been some kind of cellular breakdown. (she snaps

on a pair of latex gloves, slides and pushes her fingers gently along

the body.) It's completely edematous. There's been no autopsy

performed here, no Y-incision, no internal exam.

MULDER: You’re telling me the cause of death on that report is false?

That this man didn’t die from an explosion or from flying debris?

SCULLY: Mulder, I can’t tell you what killed this man.

I’m not sure anybody else could claim to either.

(Mulder and Scully wheel the body into the lab.)

SCULLY: Mulder, you knew before we got here this man didn't die at

the bomb site.

MULDER: I've been told as much.

SCULLY: You're saying this is a coverup? Of what?

MULDER: I don’t know, but I have a hunch that what you're gonna find

won't be categorized or easily referenced.

(Mulder walks over by the door.)

SCULLY: Mulder, this is gonna take some time. Somebody's going

to figure out sooner or later, that we're not even supposed to be here.

MULDER: We are being blamed for this man’s death, I'd like to know

what he died of, wouldn't you?

(Mulder leaves the autopsy room.)

DUPONT CIRCLE

WASHINGTON, D.C.

4:50AM

(Scene cuts to a street, a garbage truck loading up as a taxicab

drives past. Inside the cab is Mulder.)

MULDER: (to cab driver): Think that's it up here.

(He's pointing to an apartment building swarming with cops.

Cut to Mulder entering an apartment, cops are all over the place.

He looks around, flips through a couple of magazines on a table

marked as "National Gynecology & Obstetrics" and "Obstetrics

& Gynecology". A detective passes by and looks at Mulder.)

DETECTIVE: Excuse me. Can I help you?

MULDER: Is this Dr. Kurtzweil's residence?

DETECTIVE: You have some kind of business with him?

MULDER: Yeah, I'm looking for him.

DETECTIVE: You're looking for him for what?

(Mulder pulls out his FBI badge and shows it to him.)

DETECTIVE: (over his shoulder to another detective) The feds are

looking for him too. (to Mulder) Real nice business he's got, huh?

(Mulder is looking through a bookshelf.)

MULDER: What’s that?

DETECTIVE: Selling naked pictures of little kids on his computer.

(Mulder stops and looks at him, obviously surprised by this

development. He looks down at two books in his hand.)

You looking for him for some other reason?

(The first book in Mulder's hand is called, "The Four Horsemen Of

The Global Domination Conspiracy", the other, "Countdown to the

Apocalypse", both written by Kurtzweil.)

MULDER: Yeah .. (pause) I had an appointment for a pelvic examination.

(He looks up at the detective, gives him a goofy grin and the detective

laughs.)

DETECTIVE: You want a call if we turn up this Kurtzweil?

MULDER: (gives the detective a tap on the arm.) No, don't bother.

(Mulder leaves the apartment, then exits the building. He stands

outside looking around, sees Kurtzweil standing at the entrance

to the alley. He motions to Mulder to come closer. Mulder enters

the alley.)

KURTZWEIL: See this crap? Someone knows I'm talking to you.

MULDER: (sarcastically): Not according to the men in blue.

KURTZWEIL: Well, what is it this time? Kiddy porn again?

Sexual battery of a patient?

MULDER: They want to discredit you, for what?

KURTZWEIL: Because I'm a dangerous man.

Because I know too much about the truth.

MULDER: Oh, that end-of-the-world apocalyptic garbage you write?

KURTZWEIL: You know my work? (he smiles hopefully, but Mulder

gives him a slight snort and smile, then turns and starts to walk away.)

I was right about Dallas, wasn't I?

MULDER: (he stops and turns around.) How? How were you right?

KURTZWEIL: Are you familiar with the Hanta virus, Agent Mulder?

MULDER: Yeah, it was a deadly virus spread by field mice in the

southwestern United States several years ago.

KURTZWEIL: According to the newspaper, FEMA was called out to

manage an outbreak of the Hanta virus. Are you familiar with what

the Federal Emergency Management Agency’s real power is? FEMA

allows the White House to suspend constitutional government upon

declaration of a national emergency. Think about that! What is an

agency with such broad-sweeping power doing managing a small

viral outbreak in suburban Texas?

MULDER: You’re saying it wasn’t such a small outbreak.

KURTZWEIL: No, I’m saying it wasn’t the Hanta virus.

MULDER: Well, what was it?

(Another police car pulls up to the front of the building.

Mulder and Kurtzweil walk farther into the alleyway.)

MULDER: What was it?

KURTZWEIL: When we were young men in the military, your father

and I were recruited for a project. They told us it was biological

warfare, a virus.

MULDER: What killed those men?

KURTZWEIL: What killed them I won't even write about! We have no

context for what killed those men, or any appreciation of the scale

at which it will be unleashed in the future.

MULDER: A plague?

KURTZWEIL: The plague to end all plagues, Agent Mulder. A silent

weapon for a quiet war. The systematic release of an indiscriminant

organism for which the men who will bring it on still have no cure!

They've been working on this for fifty years! While the rest of the

world have been fighting gooks and commies, these men have been

secretly negotiating a planned armageddon!

MULDER: Negotiating with whom?

KURTZWEIL: I think you know. The timetable has been set. It will

happen on a holiday, when people are away from their homes.

The president will declare a state of emergency, at which time all

government, all federal agencies, will come under the power of the

Federal Emergency Management Agency. FEMA, the secret

government.

MULDER: And they call me paranoid.

KURTZWEIL: Go back to Dallas, Agent Mulder, and dig. Or we're

gonna find out along with the rest of the country, when it's too late.

(Back at the morgue, Scully is conducting the autopsy. She cuts out

a piece of the ribcage and holds it up to look at it. It's clear. All of a

sudden, she hears footsteps and sees a soldier and two policemen

silhouetted in the frosted window of the autopsy room. The soldier

opens the door, looks around, but finds no Scully. The scene cuts

to inside the refrigeration room where the bodies are being kept,

Scully's slowly closing the door behind her. She removes her mask

and gloves. Her cell phone rings, echoing off the walls, making it

sound twice as loud as usual. She grabs it quickly and punches

the button to answer, cutting off the noise.)

MULDER: (over phone) Hey, Scully, it's me...

SCULLY: (whispering): Yeah?

MULDER: Why are you whispering?

SCULLY: (whispering): Mulder, I can't really talk right now.

MULDER: What did you find?

SCULLY: Evidence of a massive infection.

MULDER: What kind of infection?

SCULLY: I don't know.

MULDER: All right, listen to me. I'm going home and then I'm booking

myself on a flight to Dallas. I'm going to get you a ticket too.

SCULLY: Mulder ....

MULDER: I need you there with me. I need your expertise.

SCULLY: Mulder, I have a hearing tomorrow...

MULDER: I can get you back in time for that hearing, maybe with

evidence that will blow it away.

SCULLY: Mulder, I can't! I'm way past the point of common sense here.

MULDER: This has nothing to do with common sense. Scully?

Are you there? Scully? (she has hung up on him. He slams the

phone down in anger, opens the door to the phone booth and the

scene cuts to the soldier opening the door to the refrigerated room

where Scully is. He walks in, the sound of his boots echoing off the

walls, and the camera pans down to show us Scully's hiding place:

on the floor under one of the gurneys. A substance drips down from

above, ewwwww.)

DALLAS, TEXAS

11:21 AM

FBI FIELD OFFICE

(The scene cuts to an airplane landing. Next we see Mulder walking

down a hallway with the Field Agent.)

FIELD AGENT: I'm afraid what you're looking for amounts to a needle in

a haystack. This explosion was so devastating there hasn't been much

that we've been able to put together just yet.

(They've now entered the lab area, specimens lie on the tables and men

in lab coats are working on them.)

MULDER: Well, I'm looking for anything out of the ordinary really. Maybe

something from the FEMA offices where those bodies where found?

FIELD AGENT: Well, we weren't expecting to find those remains,

of course, and we sent 'em off to Washington.

MULDER: Well, anything from those offices that you haven't send off

to D.C. yet?

FIELD AGENT: Some bone fragments turned up in the sift this morning.

We thought we had another fatality but we found out FEMA recovered

them from an archeological site out of town.

MULDER: Have you examined them?

FIELD AGENT: No, they're just fossils, as far as we know.

(Scully enters and stands by the doorway, Mulder sees her.

He points at her and says to the field agent .... )

MULDER: I'd like you to let this person take a look at them,

if you don't mind.

(The field agent turns around, sees Scully and turns back to Mulder)

FIELD AGENT: (sighs) Just let me see if I can lay my hands on what

you're looking for. (he walks off)

(While the field agent is collecting the samples, Scully walks over to

where Mulder is standing and they talk quietly.)

MULDER: I thought you said you weren't coming.

SCULLY: I wasn't planning on it. Particularly not after spending a half

an hour in cold storage this morning. But I got a better look at the

blood and tissue samples I took from the fireman.

MULDER: And what did you find?

SCULLY: Something I couldn't show to anybody else. Not without

causing the kind of attention I'd just as soon avoid right now.

(She looks over Mulder's shoulder at the field agent, seeing if he's on

his way back before continuing.)

SCULLY: But, what those men were infected with contains a protein code

that I've never seen before. What it did to them, it did extremely fast.

MULDER: How was it contracted?

SCULLY: That I don't know. But, unless it can respond to conventional

treatment, it could be a serious health threat.

(The field agent returns with the fossils.)

FIELD AGENT: Like I said, these are just fossils, but they weren't near

the blast center so they're not going to tell you much.

MULDER: (handing Scully a vial containing some bone fragments)

Right, right, why don't you check this out.

(Scully looks through the microscope, ominous music swells in the

background and she looks up at Mulder, her eyes wide. Mulder turns

to the field agent.)

MULDER: You said you knew the location where these were found?

FIELD AGENT: Show you right on the map.

(He walks off towards the map, we presume, as Scully and Mulder

look at each other. Mulder's lip curls slightly in a yeah-sure-it-was

an-archeological-dig sneer.)

NORTH TEXAS (BLACKWOOD)

(The camera pans up with a child as he climbs a slide and stands at

the top, looking over a fence. The music swells again as we see the

other side of the fence. Three large white domes stand in what appears

to be endless desert. Next we see under one of the domes as someone

removes a silvery tube from a hole (oxygen pump, I believe) as a

person-sized container is swung over the hole via a winch. Bronschweig

appears in a bio-hazard suit and looks at some gauges at the top

of the container. He speaks to the men moving the container.)

BRONSCHWEIG: I want all of these settings checked and recalibrated.

I want a steady, negative two degrees celcius throughout the transfer

of the body after I've administered the vaccine.

(Bronschweig's hood is pulled up. Next we see him with his head fully

covered by a see-through helmet at the bottom of the ladder leading

into the hole. He walks down the stairs he led Cancer Man down, picks

up the vaccine and turns to face the fireman's body. The chest area is

empty, the alien entity once encased there is gone! Bronschweig's eyes

swell to twice normal size and the music alerts us to his horror. He looks

anxiously around the room for the alien, then whips off his headgear to

get a better view. Finding nothing, he races towards the ladder and yells

up to the men at the top.)

BRONSCHWEIG: It's gone!

ONE OF THE MEN AT THE TOP: What?!

(Bronschweig begins climbing the ladder.)

BRONSCHWEIG: It's left the body, I think it's gestated!

(He stops climbing as he hears a noise and looks off to the side.)

ONE OF THE MEN AT THE TOP: What's the matter?

BRONSCHWEIG: Wait ... I can see it. (he climbs back down and

stands at the bottom. We can see a figure glistening in the darkness.)

Oh ... Jesus .... Lord ....

ONE OF THE MEN AT THE TOP: Ya, ya see it?!

BRONSCHWEIG: So much for little green men. (he begins to fumble

with a pouch on his hip, taking out the needle and a small bottle with

the green liquid vaccine.) I need you down here!

(The two men at the top of the ladder look at each other, one nods

and the other races away from the hole, we assume he's going for a

bio-hazard suit. Down in the hole, Bronschweig fills the needle with

the vaccine and stands looking for the alien, but he keeps hearing

noises and is not sure where they're coming from. He twists his head

from side to side, trying to narrow it down. Suddenly we see a clear

view of the alien, behind him, straight out of a '50's B-movie, looking

like a guy in a cheap suit, missing only the zipper up its back. Personal

opinion, natch. Its claws appear from out of its hand, somewhat like a cat.

Bronschweig sees him, he hears the alien's blood-curdling and hair-raising

screech and in a flash the alien is all over him like a cheap suit, slicing

his face with his claws. Bronschweig manages to stab the alien with the

needle, it screams again and then Bronschweig drags himself back to

the ladder and holds onto to it for dear life. A group of the men have now

gathered at the top of the hole, one in a bio-hazard suit.)

BRONSCHWEIG: Help! I need help!

(Suddenly the top part of the ladder is pulled aside, the cover is placed

on and Bronschweig, who has begun climbing his end of the ladder,

looks up.)

BRONSCHWEIG: What are you doing?!

(The hole starts to be covered with dirt.)

BRONSCHWEIG: What are you doing?! Ohhh ....

(From the darkness, the alien grabs him and pulls him down.

We hear a scream ....)

SOMERSET, ENGLAND

(The scream was the playful yell of a small child playing in a lovely

British garden with his friends. They run around for a moment or two

then a woman, possibly the nanny, claps her hands as they run off.

The camera pans to a man seated on the terrace of what appears to

be a huge mansion, watching with a smile. It's the Well-Manicured Man

(WMM). He sips his tea and gives a small chuckle at the goings-on.

A servant appears from out of the mansion.)

SERVANT: Sir, you have a call.

(WMM looks disappointed. He walks inside and picks up a phone.)

WMM: Yes?

CSM (voice on the phone): We have a situation. The members are

assembling.

WMM: Is it an emergency?

CSM: Yes. A meeting has been set, tonight in London to determine

a course.

WMM: Who called this meeting?

CSM: Strughold. He just got on a plane in Tunis.

(From the garden comes a child's yell, not a playful one and WMM

turns towards the window to look. He hangs up the phone and runs

over to the window. One of the children is lying down and holding his

leg. Concern on his face, WMM begins to quickly go outside to see

what has happened.)

LONDON, ENGLAND

(We see the outside of a building, Albert's Hall in the background,

I believe. A black car pulls up in front and WMM gets out. A servant

holds the car door open for him.)

WMM: Has Strughold arrived?

SERVANT Yes, they're waiting in the library, sir.

(They enter the building and walk into a room where a group of men,

usually known as The Consortium but now called The Syndicate

since the movie's release, are gathered. In front of them, a monitor

is showing a frozen image of Mulder and Scully as they entered the

morgue. Strughold stands up.)

STRUGHOLD: We began to worry. Some of us have travelled so far

and you are the last to arrive.

WMM: I'm sorry. My grandson fell and broke his leg.

(Pregnant pause while nobody answers "Gee, sorry to hear that.")

STRUGHOLD: While we have been made to wait, we watched

surveilance tapes which have raised more concerns.

WMM: More concerns on what?

STRUGHOLD: We have been forced to reassess our role in Colonization

by new effects in biology which have .... presented themselves.

FIRST ELDER: The virus has mutated.

WMM: Into what?

STRUGHOLD: A new extraterrestrial biological entity.

WMM: My God!

STRUGHOLD: The geometry of mass infection presents certain

conceptual reevaluations for us about our place in the Colonization.

(WMM begins to walk towards Strughold, barely containing his anger

and amazement at their foolishness. Well, just a guess there!)

WMM: This isn't Colonization, this is spontaneous repopulation!

All our work! .... If it's true, they've been using us all along! We've

been labouring under a lie!

SECOND ELDER: It could be an isolated case.

WMM: How can we know?!

STRUGHOLD: We're going to tell them what we've found, what we've

learned by turning over a body infected with the gestating organism.

WMM: In hope of what? Learning that it's true? That we are nothing

but digestives for the creation of a new race of alien life-forms?!

By cooperating now, we are but beggers to our own demise.

STRUGHOLD: Cooperation is the only chance of saving ourselves.

CSM: They still need us to carry out their preparations.

STRUGHOLD: We'll continue to use them as they do us.

If only to play for more time, to continue work on our vaccine.

WMM: (shakes his head) My lateness might just as well have been

absence. A course has already been taken!

CSM: There are complications. (he looks at the surveillance video and

WMM looks as well) Mulder saw one of the infected bodies that we

destroyed in Dallas. He's gone back there again. Someone has tipped

him.

WMM: Who?

CSM: Kurtzweil we think.

WMM: No one believes Kurztweil or his books. He's a toiler, a crank.

FIRST ELDER: Mulder believes.

CSM: Then Kurtzweil must be removed.

STRUGHOLD: As must Mulder.

WMM: Kill Mulder, we take the risk of turning one man's quest into

a crusade.

STRUGHOLD: Then you must take away what he holds most valuable.

That with which he can't live without.

(The scene cuts to Scully, looking out on a vast desert.)

BLACKWOOD, TEXAS

(Scully turns to face Mulder. We see houses behind him.)

SCULLY: I don't know, Mulder. I don't see any evidence of an

archeological or any other kind of a dig site.

MULDER: This is where he marked on the map. Where he said those

fossils were unearthed. (the camera pulls back to show our hereos as

tiny figures in the left corner of the screen, the sky above huge and

cloudy, the houses dwarfing them.) You're sure those fossils were

infected with the same virus you saw at the morgue?

SCULLY: Both sets of bones were porous, as if the virus or the

causative microbe were decomposing it.

MULDER: And you've never seen that virus before.

SCULLY: No.

(He looks down, dejected, then his gaze wanders to the side.)

MULDER: Look at that.

(They walk over to an oasis in the surrounding desert, a brand new

playground.)

MULDER: That look like new grass to you?

SCULLY: Looks pretty green for this climate.

MULDER: Uh huh.

(They reach the playground, Mulder bends down and picks up a piece

of the sod.)

MULDER: Ground's dry about an inch down. This was laid recently.

SCULLY: The equipment looks brand new too.

MULDER: No irrigation system. Somebody's covering their tracks.

(They both look around for any kind of clue and see 3 kids riding

towards them on bikes.)

MULDER: Hey! Hey!

(Mulder and Scully walk towards the kids and they stop their bikes.)

SCULLY: Do you boys live around here?

KID: Yeah.

MULDER: You see anybody diggin' over there?

KID: We're not supposed to talk about it.

SCULLY: You're not supposed to talk about it? Who told you that?

KID 2: Nobody.

MULDER: Nobody? The same nobody that built that playground?

Nobody buy you those new bikes, too?

SCULLY: I think you better tell us.

KID: We don't even know you.

SCULLY: Well, we're FBI Agents.

KID: You're not FBI Agents.

MULDER: How do you know?

KID: Cause ya'll look like door-to-door salesmen. (laughs)

MULDER: (he pulls out his badge) Hey, you wanna buy a badge?

(The kids all look at his impressive badge and spill the beans.)

KID: They left about an hour ago, going that way.

(He points, then the other two kids point in the same direction.)

TEXAS

(The camera pans stylishly alongside Mulder and Scully's brand new

Oldsmobile Intrigue. Next we see inside as they chat.)

MULDER: Unmarked tanker trucks. What are archeologists hauling

out in tanker trucks?

SCULLY: I don't know, Mulder.

MULDER: And where are they going with it?

(Scully's consulting her map.)

SCULLY: That's the first question to answer if we're going to find them.

(The stylish Intrigue screeches to a halt at a Stop sign.)

MULDER: What are my choices?

SCULLY: About a hundred miles of nothing in both directions.

MULDER: Well, which way do you think they went?

(Scully puts down the obviously useless map.)

SCULLY: We've got two choices. One of them's wrong.

(Mulder looks left down the long highway.)

MULDER: I think they went left.

(Scully looks to her right.)

SCULLY: I don't know why, I think they went right.

(They look at each other, Mulder looks to the right-side highway

then begins drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as he stares

straight ahead. The car takes off with a squeal. As usual, Mulder's

taking a leap of faith and forging straight ahead. The road's unpaved

and they leave a cloud of dust as they bump along.)

MULDER: Five years together, Scully. How many times I been wrong?

(she rolls her eyes, thinking, do you want a list?!) Never. (she looks

at him in shock and mild humour.) Not driving anyway.

(The car races ahead, towards we know not where. Miles and miles

of nothingness. Soon, time has passed and nighttime has settled.

The crickets chirp and the car suddenly stops. They've reached what

appears to be a dead end. Scully undoes her seat belt, shoots Mulder

a disgusted look, exits the car and slams the door shut. Ouch, be

nice to that Intrigue, Scully, cost The Big Boys a lot of dough! Mulder

gently closes his door as he exits. Scully stands in the beams of the

car's headlights and turns around to properly berate him.)

(DW NOTE: Scully stares at a sign nailed to a post which reads:

SOME HAVE TRIED, SOME HAVE DIED.

TURN BACK -- NO TRESPASSING

Btw, you can see the sign on Widescreen Only!)

MULDER: I was right about the bomb, wasn't I?

SCULLY: This is great, this is fitting.

MULDER: What? (he pulls out the map.)

SCULLY: I have to be in Washington, D.C. in eleven hours for a hearing,

the outcome of which might possibly effect one of the biggest decisions

of my life, and here I am in the middle of Nowhere, Texas chasing

phantom tanker trucks!

MULDER: We're not chasing tanker trucks, Scully, we're chasing

evidence. (still consulting the useless map.)

SCULLY: Evidence of what exactly?

MULDER: That bomb in Dallas was allowed to go off, to hide something.

Bodies infected with a virus you yourself detected!

SCULLY: Mulder, they haul oil in tanker trucks, they haul gas in tanker

trucks, they do not haul viruses in tanker trucks!

MULDER: Well, they may be hauling a virus in these tanker trucks.

(She looks at him quizzically.)

SCULLY: What do you mean? .... Mulder? .... What are you not

telling me? (he is folding the map elaborately, avoiding her stare

and her question.) Mulder?

MULDER: (hesitant) The virus may be extraterrestrial.

(She stares at him with her mouth open, he gives a small grin,

looking like a little kid about to be yelled at by his mommy.)

SCULLY: (rolls her eyes and turns her head) I don't b ... Mulder,

I don't ...

(Her words are cut off by the sound of a train crossing's warning bell,

which is a good thing for young ears out there in Movieland. Ask me

by email what she actually said before the movie's rating was changed,

hoo boy! Anyway, as the train approaches, they both turn to look and

then Mulder walks towards the tracks.)

SCULLY: What? (she holds her arms out by her sides, asking what

the heck he's getting worked up about) Mulder, what?!

(She stands behind him as they both watch the train go by. Its cargo

includes white unmarked tanker trucks. He turns to face her, their eyes

meet and together they race back to the car and hop in, a team again

and off in pursuit of The Truth once more. The car follows next to the

train as it races towards its destination. Soon, the car stops and Mulder

and Scully get out, looking at something we can't see yet.)

SCULLY: What do you think they are?

MULDER: I have no idea.

(They continue to stare at the unseen sight, then begin to walk towards

it. The camera now pans over the crest of the hill Mulder and Scully

have begun to walk down and we see white domes appearing to glow

in the middle of a desert, surrounded by a cornfield. Out of the darkness

of the night, they arrive at the cornfield and walk through it.)

SCULLY: This is weird, Mulder.

MULDER: Very weird.

SCULLY: Any thoughts as to why anybody would be growing corn

in the middle of the desert?

MULDER: Well, those could be giant Jiffy-Pop Poppers.

(TD NOTE: for our foreign viewers, an explanation: Jiffy-Pop is a brand

of popcorn sold in round metallic pans which are placed directly on

the stove. As the popcorn pops, the foil forms a dome. We also saw

this brand in the episode "Chinga", maybe they're a crew fave. Not

the best tasting popcorn, in my opinion, but they are cheap and kids

enjoy watching the dome form. Lesson over, put your books away,

there'll be a quiz later.)

(They arrive at the huge domes, look at each other then proceed.

Mulder opens one of the dome's doors and a blast of air from inside

shoots out. They enter, Mulder's tie askew from the wind, Scully's

hair flowing in the breeze. When they close the door behind them,

fans on the ceiling suddenly blast on, startling them. They walk

further in. Inside the dome it's all metal, stark and futuristic. The

sound of Scully's boot heels echo in the structure as they walk

along a raised walkway. To either side of the walkway are box-like

structures, they appear to be grids from the camera's eye view above.)

SCULLY: It's cool in here. The temperature's being regulated.

MULDER: For the purpose of what?

SCULLY: Mulder, I think we're on top of a larger structure here.

This is some kind of a venting system.

(Mulder stops and turns to Scully.)

MULDER: You hear something? You hear that?

(He steps down off the raised walkway, towards the grids and she

follows behind him.)

SCULLY: I hear a humming...

MULDER: Umm-hmm. (agreeable noise.)

SCULLY: Like electricity, high voltage maybe...

(Mulder puts his fingertips on one of the grids, then bends down and

places his ear on it, listening.)

MULDER: Maybe...

(As he listens, Scully looks up towards the roof.)

MULDER: Maybe not.

(He lifts his head and follows her gaze to the roof. Suddenly, flaps

in the roof open up.)

MULDER: Scully?

SCULLY: Yeah?

MULDER: Run!!

(The vents in the floor grids begin to blast open one by one, hundreds

of bees pour out into the air, seeming to head for the roof's open vents,

but clouding the air with their quantity. Mulder and Scully grab their

jackets and pull them over their heads as they run towards the door

which led them in. Mulder has a good lead on her and twists around

as he runs to see where she is.)

MULDER: Scully!

SCULLY: I can't see!

(Mulder turns back and runs towards Scully.)

MULDER: Grab my hand!

(He grabs her arm and they run toward the door, stopping before they

exit to stamp their feet under the doorway's fans to remove the bees

from their clothing. They finally run out the door, Scully's hair a tangled

mess as they brush themselves off.)

MULDER: Did you get stung?

SCULLY: I don't think so.

(Their attention is drawn to a strange sound. They both walk away from

the dome and stare into the corn. A light appears, could it be a UFO?!

Nope, it's the searchlight from one of two black helicopters! Mulder

and Scully begin to run through the crops to escape the copters.

Huge Big Screen action as the camera pans over the helicopters,

the lights play over the corn as they seek out our heroes, Mulder runs,

Scully runs, Scully crouches in the tall corn, Mulder soon follows suit,

then calls out to her as he can't find her.)

MULDER: Talk to me, Scully! Sculllllllyyyyy! Dammit! Scully!

Scully! Scully! Scully! (he runs from crouching spot to crouching

spot, calling her name in desperation.)

SCULLY: Mulder! (she tries to follow the sound of his voice.)

MULDER: Sculllllllyyyyy!

SCULLY: Mulder!

MULDER: Can you hear me?!!!!

(He continues to run, calling her name again and again.)

MULDER: Scully! Scully! Scully!

SCULLY: Mulder!

MULDER: Scully! Scully, talk to me!!!

(Scully pops out of the corn, not far from him, they run towards each

other, then as a team they begin racing towards their car. Suddenly,

Scully turns around, noticing the silence.)

SCULLY: Where'd they go?

(The helicopters have disappeared. Mulder grabs her shoulder,

pushing her onwards.)

MULDER: Come on.

(They climb back up the hill. The domes and corn are silent again.)

OFFICE OF PROFESSIONAL REVIEW

WASHINGTON, DC

(We see A.D. Jana Cassidy looking at some papers then checking

her watch. Scully is late for her hearing. In the hallway, A.D. Skinner

stands watch, his hands on his manly hips (sorry, personal opinion!).

Scully arrives, brushing down her unruly suit. She spots a mirror and

after a glance at Skinner she quickly straightens herself up as best

she can in the mirror. Skinner enters the hearing room.)

SKINNER: She's coming in.

(He holds the door open for Scully as she enters the room and walks

swiftly to her seat, her hair still not quite in place.)

A.D. CASSIDY: Special Agent Scully?

SCULLY: Yes, I apologize for making you wait. I have new evidence.

A.D. CASSIDY: Evidence of what?

(Not answering the question, as she doesn't really know herself, Scully

pulls an evidence bag out of her briefcase and holds it up. She speaks

cautiously, knowing she'll be taken to task for her actions.)

SCULLY: These ... are fossilized bone fragments that I've been able

to study ... that were gathered at the bomb site in Dallas.

A.D. CASSIDY: You've been back to Dallas?

SCULLY: Yes…

(The scene cuts to Casey's Bar as Mulder arrives and seeks out

Kurtzweil who is seated in a booth. Mulder slides into the booth, all

wide-eyed and nervous about the news he brings. They speak softly,

to keep the curious at bay.)

KURTZWEIL: You found something?

MULDER: Yeah. On the Texas border, some kind of experiment,

something they excavated and was brought there in tanker trucks.

KURTZWEIL: What?

MULDER: I'm not sure ... a virus, I think.

(Kurtzweil appears stunned, it's hard to tell as he's always so

bug-eyed and excited. The scene cuts back to the hearing.)

SCULLY: .... and I also have reason to believe that ... there may

have been some involvment by Special Agent In Charge Michaud.

A.D. CASSIDY: Those are very serious allegations, Agent Scully.

SCULLY: Yes, I know.

(Back to Casey's Bar)

KURTZWEIL: You saw this experiment?

MULDER: Yeah, but we were chased off.

KURTZWEIL: What did it look like?

MULDER: There were bees ... corn crops ...

(Kurtzweil appears shocked/excited/confused, you choose.

Back to the hearing.)

A.D. CASSIDY: …and you have conclusive evidence of this?

Something to tie this claim of yours to the crime?

SCULLY: Nnn ... not completely conclusive … I hope to but we

are ... in the process of ... we're working towards gathering that

evidence.

(During this hesitating speech, the camera shows us something

poor Scully can't see. Somehow, through the huge fans and

shaking off at the domes, the corn field chase, the run for their car,

the drive to the airport, the airplane ride, the drive to the hearing and

even Scully's last suit brush off ... a single dedicated bee has

managed to hide under the collar of Scully's jacket and it now begins

its slow ascent up and over her shoulder towards the back of her neck.

Little theory I'm working on here, might it be attracted to the implant

she has in her pretty little neck? See the episodes "Redux" and

"Redux 2" if this confuses you or you haven't seen season 5 yet.)

A.D. CASSIDY: Working with ...?

SCULLY: (hesitating): …with Agent Mulder.

(Back to Casey’s Bar.)

MULDER: What are they?

(Kurtweil pauses as he doesn't have a sweet clue.)

KURTZWEIL: What do you think?

MULDER: A transportation system. Transgeneric crops that are

polygenically altered to carry a virus.

KURTZWEIL: That would be my guess.

(He dabs his mouth on a napkin, looks around, gets up and starts

to walk away. Mulder is stunned and gets up to follow him.)

MULDER: Guess? What do you mean "your guess"?! Hey!

(Mulder grabs Kurtweil's shoulder and turns him around to face him.)

MULDER: You told me you had answers!

KURTZWEIL: Yeah, well… I don’t have 'em all…

MULDER: (disgusted): You didn’t know my father…

KURTZWEIL: Like I told you, he and I were old friends…

MULDER: (angrily): You’ve been using me! You’ve been using me

to gather information for your god-damned books!

(Kurtweil is looking left and right to see if anyone is paying attention

as Mulder's voice has risen.)

KURTZWEIL: Lower your voice!

(Kurtzweil leaves through the back exit.

Mulder follows him into the alley.)

MULDER: Kurtzweil? Kurtzweil!

(Kurtweil stops and turns to Mulder.)

KURTZWEIL: Yeah, well, you’d be shit out of luck if it wasn’t for me!

You saw what you saw 'cause I led you to it! (he stabs Mulder in the

chest with his finger for emphasis.) I’m putting my ass on the line

for you ...

MULDER: Your ass?! I just got chased through Texas by two black

helicopters!

KURTZWEIL: And why do you think it is you’re standing here

talking to me? These people don’t make mistakes!

(Kurtweil walks off leaving Mulder to ponder it all. Mulder hears

footsteps above him on the fire escape. He looks up and we see

it's The First Elder, not sure if Mulder can tell as the sun is in his

eyes. Mulder stalks off, appears to open the doorway to the bar

and next we see him enter his apartment.)

MULDER'S APARTMENT

(Mulder goes right to his desk and pulls open a drawer. He fumbles

around for something, then pulls out a family photo album we've never

seen before. When did this dysfunctional family ever take the time to

capture a Kodak moment?! Apparently quite often as Mulder thumbs

through a few pages and finds what he's looking for .... a picture

taken at a family picnic ... a young Kurtzweil stands with a grin on

his face and a drink in his hand. Mulder stares at the proof in his hand.

Kurtzweil DID know his father, he told him the truth. Mulder sits and

stares for a moment, there's a knock on his door, Scully doesn't wait

for an answer and opens the door. She stands there looking like she's

been figuratively and literally put through the wringer. Her jacket is

undone and her shirt is untucked.)

MULDER: What's wrong?

SCULLY: Salt Lake City, Utah. Transfer effective immediately.

(Mulder turns his body away from her, throws his head back, his

eyes to the heavens with a this-can't-be-happening attitude.)

SCULLY: I already gave Skinner my letter of resignation.

MULDER: You can't quit now, Scully.

SCULLY: I can, Mulder. I debated whether or not even to tell you

in person, but ...

MULDER: We are close to something here! (he finally turns in his

chair to look at her) We're on the verge!

SCULLY: You're on the verge, Mulder. Please don't do this to me.

(Mulder leaps out of his chair and walks over to Scully.)

MULDER: After what you saw last night, after all you've seen,

you can just walk away?

SCULLY: I have, I did, it's done.

MULDER: I need you on this, Scully.

SCULLY: You don't need me, Mulder. You never have.

I've just held you back.

(Mulder looks at her with that hurt puppy dog look in his eyes.

She drops her eyes from his and turns to leave.)

SCULLY: I gotta go.

(He waits for a moment, then Mulder follows her out into the hallway.)

MULDER: You wanna tell yourself that so you can quit with a clear

conscience, you can, but you're wrong!

(She stops and turns to face him.)

SCULLY: Why did they assign me to you in the first place, Mulder?

To debunk your work, to rein you in, to shut you down …

MULDER: But you saved me! As difficult and as frustrating as it's

been sometimes, your goddamned strict rationalism and science

have saved me a thousand times over! You've kept me honest ...

you've made me a whole person. I owe you everything ... Scully,

and you owe me nothing.

(Through this speech, Scully looks at him in shock as his honesty

flows out. Her eyes begin to fill with tears. Yeah, okay, mine did too.)

MULDER: I don't know if I wanna do this alone... I don't even know

if I can ... and if I quit now, they win.

(Scully's tears begin to silently flow. Her lovely bottom lip quivering

with emotion, she falls into him, holding him tightly as his arms

enfold her. She closes her eyes as her tears fall onto his shoulder.

She pulls back and kisses him on his forehead, then gently rests

her own forehead on his, still crying. Mulder slowly pulls her face

back so he can look at her, his hands resting on the back of her

head. She looks into his eyes, her hands resting on the back of his

head as well. Her tears flow, her lip quivers, she sees something

in his eyes which tells her they're both thinking the same thing,

at least to me, anyway. They both lean in for The Kiss ... lips do

touch for a brief, shining second ... then she suddenly grabs the

back of her own neck and says ...)

SCULLY: Ow!

MULDER: (thinking he's done something wrong) I'm sorry.

SCULLY: Something stung me.

(Mulder reaches down and plucks out the bee, holding it in his

fingers, its little legs squirming in the air. (DW NOTE: Shock!

That stupid bee hurts Scully, hmm - too late to squeeze it. But

let's just listen to what Rob Bowman said about the hallway scene

"...what's not on the film - is -- blast... they started the scene,

they got right into the drama - you know the whole time they knew --

coming closer and closer and closer - and then -- tongues came out

- and then they slapped up against the wall -- she drove him up

against the wall - his arms went up, his eyes opened up and then ...

they slipped right out of frame... so they did it again!"

David Duchovny: "We did it to our liking -- and then we said, let us

do one more... then I kind of pushed Gillian up against the wall ..."

Gillian Anderson let us know about the almost kiss: "I have to say

that shooting the hallway scene was probably one of my favorites...

It was really close, wasn't it. I mean that was like a millimeter away

- Yeah -- That was pretty hot wasn't it! It was pretty good." DW: "YES!":)

MULDER: Must've gotten in your shirt.

SCULLY: Mulder ... something's wrong.

MULDER: What?

SCULLY: I'm having lacinating pain in ...

MULDER: What?

SCULLY: ... my chest.

MULDER: Scully ...

SCULLY: My motor functions are being affected.

(She begins to fall into Mulder and he grabs her.)

MULDER: Scully ...

(Mulder gently but quickly lays her down upon the hallway floor)

SCULLY: My pulse is thready ... a funny taste in the back of

my throat.

MULDER: I think you're going into anaphylactic shock.

SCULLY: No ... I have no alergy.

(Mulder runs into his apartment and grabs the phone.

He dials 911 with the emergency button.)

MULDER: (on phone): This is Special Agent Fox Mulder,

I have an emergency! I have an agent down!

(Next we see Scully being placed on a gurney.)

PARAMEDIC 1: Can you hear me? Can you say your name?

PARAMEDIC 2: She's got constriction in the throat and larynx.

PARAMEDIC 1: Passages are open. OK. Let's get her in the van

right away. Look out. Coming through. Watch your back.

(Scully is loaded into the ambulance.)

MULDER: She said she had a funny taste in the back of her throat.

But there was no pre-existing allergy to bee sting. Now the bee that

stung her might have been carrying a virus.

PARAMEDIC 1: Virus?

MULDER: Will you tell that to the doctor?

Various Paramedics Voices: "... virus ... advise ... reaction ... stat!

MULDER: What hos ... what hospital are ... (the ambulance door

closes, Mulder goes to the driver) What hospital are you taking her to?

(The ambulance driver just looks back at him. He pulls a gun and

fires at Mulder's head. Mulder falls. Seconds later, another

ambulance, the real one, pulls up. The scene cuts to an airport

runway as a cargo plane lands. The ambulance pulls up, and

soldiers move out a familiar-looking person-sized container.

It's Scully! She's moved into the plane as we see Cancer Man

lighting a ciggie, waiting inside the plane. The soldiers run off,

the door closes and we see Cancer Man take a drag. The screen

goes black, we hear voices.)

FROHIKE: What are you doing?

LANGLY: Reading his chart.

FROHIKE: Put it down.

LANGLY: I'll put it down when I'm ready.

BYERS: I think he's coming out of it.

LANGLY: He's coming to.

(The screen now shows a close-up view of our boys, The Lone

Gunmen, as they hover over Mulder's hospital bed. Mulder is

being fed oxygen through a tube in his nose, his head wrapped in

bandages.)

FROHIKE: Hey, Mulder? Mulder?

MULDER: Oh my God. Cowardly Lion, Scarecrow … Toto!

(Frohike's not pleased with the joke, but at least his friend is all right.

Mulder tries to sit up and winches in pain, holding his head.)

MULDER: What am I doing here?

BYERS: The bullet grazed your brow and (by itself?) your temporal

plate.

LANGLY: A few centimeters to the left and we’d all be playing harps

right now.

FROHIKE: You've been unconscious since they brought you in.

MULDER: (shooting up in the bed) Where's Scully?!

BYERS: We put together you called 911. That call must have been

intercepted.

FROHIKE: Scully had a reaction to an Africanized honeybee we

found in your hall.

(Frohike holds up a vial containing the bee.)

MULDER: I’ve got to get to her.

(Mulder attempts to stand up, is woozy and staggers a bit before

sitting right back down. His door opens and Skinner walks in, going

quickly to the staggering Mulder and helping to hold him up before

he falls on his butt.)

SKINNER: Mulder, easy, easy… look, you're staying right here.

MULDER: You don't understand, this goes all the way back to Dallas.

SKINNER: Tell me where she is, I'll find her.

MULDER: I don't know where she is! But I can think of someone

who might.

SKINNER: You leave here unprotected, how far will you get? How

far will they let you get? Because they’ll know the minute you walk

out of here!

LANGLY: What can we do?

(Mulder half-looks around at Langly, thinks a minute then formulates

a plan.)

MULDER: You can strip Byers naked…

BYERS: What?!

(Mulder reassures him they haven't slipped into a gizzie-penned

fanfic! Newsgroup joke, ask if you need explaining.)

MULDER: I need your clothes.

(Mulder begins to tenderly remove his head bandage, winching again.

Next we see Langly, Frohike, and Mulder, disguised as Byers, exit

the room. The guard outside the room looks in and sees "Mulder"

lying on the hospital bed and Skinner pacing beside him talking into

his cell phone. The three men walk down a hallway, Mulder's suit

just a teeny bit too small for him and he picks up his cell phone.)

MULDER: (into phone) It’s Mulder…

(Langly closes the exit door behind Mulder. Next we see Mulder

running down a nighttime street, ditching his jacket as he runs.

The scene changes to an alleyway as Kurtzweil walks along, his

senses alert to any footsteps behind him. He goes to open what

we assume is the alleyway door to Casey's Bar and is shocked to

be confronted by .... The Well-Manicured Man!)

WMM: Dr. Kurtzweil, isn't it? Dr. Alvin Kurtzweil?

(Kurtzweil backs away, turns around and begins walking quickly

down the alley. A black car pulls into the other end of the alley,

trapping him. The driver gets out, Kurtzweil stares in shock and

concern and we cut to inside Casey's Bar as Mulder bursts in the

door. He looks around the bar for Kurtzweil, but doesn't see him.

Mulder leaves through the back door, entering the alleyway. He

sees WMM and his driver slamming the trunk of their car closed.

WMM turns to face Mulder.)

WMM: Mr. Mulder.

MULDER: What happened to Kurtzweil?

WMM: He's come and gone.

MULDER: I want to know where Scully is.

WMM: (holds up a small pouch) The location of Agent Scully and

the means to save her life. (gesturing to the car) Please....

(Mulder contemplates this offer for a minute, then figuring he has

nothing more to lose, he walks to the car as he and WMM never

take their eyes off each other. They each open their own doors

and enter the car. It takes off immediately. As they cruise past

The White House, WMM hands Mulder the pouch.)

MULDER: What is it?

(As WMM speaks, Mulder opens the pouch and pulls out a small

bottle of green liquid and a piece of paper with this written on it:

BASE 1

SOUTH 83º00 LAT

EAST 63º00 LONG

326 FT.

WMM: A weak vaccine against the virus Agent Scully has been

infected with. It must be administered within 96 hours. That leaves

you little time to reach those coordinates.

MULDER: You're lying.

WMM: No. Though I have no means to prove otherwise.The virus is

extraterriestrial. We know very little about it except that it was the

original inhabitant of this planet.

MULDER: (unbelieving) A virus...

WMM: What is a virus, but a colonizing force that cannot be defeated?

Living in a cave, underground, until it mutates ... and attacks.

MULDER: This is what you've been conspiring to conceal?

A disease?

WMM: No. For God's sake, you've got it all backwards! AIDS, the

Ebola virus, on an evolutionary scale they are newborns. This

virus walked the planet long before the dinosaurs.

MULDER: (smiling in disbelief) What do you mean walked?

WMM: Your aliens, Agent Mulder. Your little green men arrived here

millions of years ago. Those that didn't leave have been lying dormant

underground since the last ice age in the form of an evolved pathogen,

waiting to be reconstituted by the alien race when it comes to

colonize the planet -- using us as hosts. Against this we have no

defense, nothing but a weak vaccine. Do you see why it was kept

secret? Why even the best men, men like your father, could not let

the truth be known. Until Dallas we believed the virus would simply

control us, that mass infection would make us a slave race.

Imagine our surprise when they began to gestate.

(CC NOTE: "There was a scene written for the movie. And it had to do with

Mulder's sister, who was he belives abducted when she was eight years old.

There was an answer given to that - a bigger and more complete answer

than we ever gotten before. We realized that it was just too much

information. And so we cut it out. By putting it back into the movie

[video edition], I think we're adding something back into that place to

the original spirit and intent of that scene which was to give a big

answer to a big question." DW NOTE: This scene was cut from the movie,

on the grounds that the new viewer, who'd not seen the show, wouldn't

understand it. It does, though, appear in the video.)..

WMM: My group has been working cooperatively with the alien colonists,

facilitating programs like the one you saw. To give us access to the virus,

in hope that we might be able secretly to develop a cure.

Mulder: (breaking in) To save your own asses.

(DW NOTE: Hmm, this line was not even in the video, don't ask me why:

The Well-Manicured Man: (shrugs) When war is futile, victory consists

of merely staying alive.)

WMM: Survival is the ultimate ideology. (he hesitates)

Your father wisely refused to believe this.

Mulder: (cries angrily) But he sacrificed my sister!

He let them take Samantha --.

WMM: No. (looking almost sorrowful) Without a vaccination, the only

true survivors of the viral holocaust would be those immune to it:

human/alien clones. He "allowed" your sister to be abducted, to be

taken to a cloning program. For one reason.

Mulder: (breathes in sudden understanding) So she'd survive.

As a genetic hybrid...

(The Well-Manicured Man nods, well a little bit.)

WMM: Your father chose hope over selfishness. Hope in the only future

he had: his children. His hope for you, was that you would uncover the

truth about the Project. That you would stop it -- That you would

fight the future.

(He falls silent. On the other side of the backseat, Mulder sits

stunned, feeling as though all at once his destiny had been validated,

or maybe simply justified.) [end of video only scene.]

(Mulder lets it all sink in, the driver eyes look at him through the

rear-view mirror. Darn good driver if he ain't watching the road!)

MULDER: Why are you telling me this?

WMM: For the sake of my own children. Once it's learned what I

have told you, my life will be over.

(WMM looks ahead, possibly at the driver.

Mulder looks at the driver.)

MULDER: Where's Dr. Kurtzweil? (no response) I'd like to get

out of the car now. (to the driver) Stop the car!

WMM: Driver. (the car pulls to a stop in yet another alleyway.)

The men I work with will stop at nothing to clear the way for what

they believe is their stake in the inevitable future. I was ordered to

kill Dr. Kurtzweil, as I was ordered to kill you.

(Suddenly, WMM grabs a gun (from his lap?) and shoots the

driver in the back of the head, BLAMMO! Mulder recoils.)

MULDER: Ow!

WMM: Trust no one, Mr. Mulder.

(WMM opens his own door and exits, holding the door open.)

WMM: Get out of the car.

MULDER: Why? The upholstery is already ruined.

WMM: Get out of the car! (Mulder scoots over to WMM's door and

exits the car.) You have precious little time. (Mulder slams the door

shut angrily.) What I've given you the alien colonists don't yet know

exists. The vaccine you hold is the only defense against the virus.

Its introduction into an alien environment may have the power to

destroy the delicate plans we have so assiduously protected for

the last 50 years!

MULDER: What do you mean, "may" have?

WMM: Find Agent Scully. Only then will you realize the scope and

grandeur of the project. Go. Go now!

(WMM points his gun in Mulder's face. Mulder starts to walk away,

WMM opens his door again, a rat scuttles past (Hi, Krycek!), WMM

reenters the limo, closes the door and it explodes, knocking Mulder

off his feet. He sits on the ground watching the flames burn, then pulls

out the pouch and checks to see that the bottle is still intact. It is.

He puts it back in the pouch, gets up and after one last look at the

burning car, begins to run for his life.)

WILKES LAND, ANTARCTICA

48 HOURS LATER

(Through the vast whiteness of the snow-covered land we see a small

black dot. It's Mulder driving a Sno-Cat. He wipes away the condensation

forming on the inside of his window and squints his eyes to see where

he's going. The camera shows his vehicle leaving tracks in the virgin

snow. He whacks his gas gauge and it keeps flipping back to empty.

He checks the coordinates again, stops the Sno-Cat and holds up a

hand-held thingy which tells him he's at the exact place he's supposed

to be. He looks out the window at a hillside, sighs and we next see

him struggling up the hill. He reaches the top, slips a little, then

hunkers down and looks at a base of some kind in the distance.

He whips out a pair of binoculars and looks through to see more

Sno-Cats lined up, one of them moving. It stops, he adjusts the

power to see closer and spots Cancer Man in the vehicle. He puts

the binoculars away and starts to walk towards the base. It soon

turns into a jog as he gets closer, but he suddenly falls through the

ice as it collapses beneath his feet. He falls quite a way through a

snowy tunnel, then lands in an icy crevice. He takes a minute to

catch his breath, stands up slowly and peers down a hole leading

off from the crevice, steam rising from it. He positions himself so

he can crawl down this hole and turns around at the end so he drops

feet-first onto a huge metallic structure. It's a type of hallway and on

either side of him are containers of some sort. He whips out his

flashlight to investigate further. Wiping the snow away from one of

the containers, a cryopod, he spots a prehistoric man encased in ice.)

(Meanwhile, back on the surface, a Sno-Cat drives up, Cancer Man

seated inside, and it stops. Cancer Man looks at Mulder's abandoned

Sno-Cat and takes a slow puff of his ciggie.)

(Back under the ice, Mulder finds stacks and stacks of these

coffin-like cryopods, piled row upon row. He walks further into the

structure and finds an area opened up, somewhat like a hospital's

operating theatre. He stands in the middle and looks in awe at the

huge structure before his eyes. Hundreds, more than likely thousands

of these rows stand before him. Where to begin looking for Scully?

A movement catches his eye near the bottom of the rows. A rack

of these cryopods are moving as if on a conveyer belt. He looks

through his binoculars, but I can't tell you what he sees, it's very

vague! Must have seen something though as he springs into action.

He begins to maneuver his way down to the moving cryopods,

hanging by his hands, his feet dangling over the edge. Suddenly,

he loses his grip and shouts ...)

MULDER: Oh, shit!

(... as he begins to fall helplessly. He falls down the side of a wall,

sliding out of control until he lands harshly on a ledge, hanging by

one hand as he teeters over the edge. A bottomless well of metal

lies below, the belly of the beast-ship. Using his legs and feet to

anchor himself, he makes his way around the edge-corner and

ends up sitting, catching his breath. The flashlight in use again,

he slides gently over a huge cylinder, landing on a walkway. At

the end, he finds an empty cryopod ... containing Scully's clothes

and her cross necklace. He grips the necklace in one hand and

sets off determined to find her. He comes upon a rack of the

cryopods, shining his flashlight from one to another, a frozen face

in each caught by his beams. The eyes on each one are open in

shock, their mouths held open by a tube, a picture of silent horror.

Finally, the flashlight lands on his quarry .... Scully! Using his hand

and then the butt of his flashlight, he begins to hammer at the ice

keeping her captive.)

(Back above the ice, we see a Sno-Cat driving, then we cut to

somewhere else inside the base, a flurry of activity as soldiers

scurry about and Cancer Man barks instructions.)

CSM: Secure the station! I want everyone else down below!

If you're not armed, arm yourselves! We have a breach!

(Cut back to Mulder who has now hauled off a piece of a nearby

cryopod and is pounding on the ice as he desperately tries to save

her from her ice-coffin.)

(Cut to Cancer Man hustling his men down some ladders.)

CSM: Let's go, let's go!

(Back to Mulder as he finally breaks through the ice releasing an

ocean of goo which encased her naked body. He pulls away the

few remaining shards of ice and stares at her face. Is he too late?

Mulder unwraps the bottle of vaccine and fills the needle. He injects

the vaccine into Scully and it's effect is immediate. Within the tube

connected to her mouth a liquid appears to retreat from her body,

the tube begins to shrivel and die.)

MULDER: Scully?

(As he goes to touch the now dead tube and pull it from Scully's mouth,

a violent shaking takes over the ship, a reaction to the vaccine's

unwanted intrusion.)

(Cut to Cancer Man in a room full of equipment and monitors.

A man is seated in front of a monitor showing a graph of some kind.)

MAN LOOKING AT GRAPH: There's a contaminate in the sytem!

(Cancer Man looks at the graph in shock.)

CSM: Mulder has the vaccine!

(Back to Mulder. The cryopod hallway he's in begins to fill with steam

as it shoots out from the floor and ceiling. Mulder turns back to Scully

and sees her move. He grabs the tube and begins to drag it out of her

throat. Once it's all removed, and it's a long sucker, so it takes a sec

or two, Mulder stares at her, waiting for a sign of some kind.)

MULDER: Breathe! Scully, can you breathe?!

(Scully begins to cough, spitting out what's left of the slimy goo.

Finally she starts breathing on her own, gasping for each sweet

taste of oxygen. She tries to speak (DW NOTE: Tell me I'm crazy,

but I heard Dana whispering the words "I -- Love -- You" those

Mulder couldn't discern - then he leans into her tenderly, putting

his ear against her mouth!) and barely manages a weak ..)

SCULLY: Cold ... I'm cold.

MULDER: I'm going to get you out of there.

(He starts to whack away at the ice with a metallic cylinder next to

him, probably shaken loose by the rocking and rolling the ship is

still experiencing.)

(Cut to the graph/monitor room, sparks flying from various machines

as the men are tossed like ragdolls. It's time to give up the ship, boys.)

CSM: Abandon your posts! Evacuate!

(Cancer Man walks towards one of the ladders the men are now

scrambling down. Another man stops and says ..)

MAN: What's happened?!

CSM: It's all gone to hell!

MAN: But, what about Mulder?!

CSM: He'll never make it!

(Never say never, Old Smokey! We cut back to Mulder as he gently

lifts a naked Scully out of the cryopod, her body glistening with goo,

and lays her down on the floor. Next we see him carrying her. She's

now wearing some of Mulder's clothing, right down to a pair of boots,

don't ask me where THEY came from! He reaches the bottom of a

metallic shaft, sunlight beaming down upon them.)

(Cut to outside as an alarm sounds and men race out from the domes,

running for the various Sno-Cats. Cancer Man gets into one, his mouth

dangling open in shock as it "all falls apart". The vehicles drive off.)

(Back to Mulder and Scully as he drags her up a ladder. Far below

them, the defrosting has begun and water drips down the walls.)

(From above, we see the Sno-Cats leaving, one passing within

inches of the top of a shaft leading to our hereos.)

(Cut to inside where Mulder and Scully have found a momentary

resting place. Scully is coughing and weak. Mulder urges her on.)

MULDER: We gotta keep moving. Come on!

SCULLY: I can't.

MULDER: Yeah, you can.

(Mulder picks her up and carrys her in a fireman's lift, over his

shoulders. He walks down a row of crypods, all ominously dripping

with water from the defrosting ice. He spots a vent.)

MULDER: Scully, reach up and grab that vent!

(Suddenly, he spots movement in one of the pods. The creatures

within have begun to stir. The vaccine has affected the whole structure,

as the bodies were all obviously attached to the one creature.)

MULDER: Scully, grab the vent! (no response) Scully?

(He looks at her face on his shoulder, she's passed out. Mulder

slides her off his shoulders, placing her on the floor and checks

for a pulse. The creatures nearby, still encased in the swiftly melting

ice are now violently thrashing about and emitting their high-pitched

screams. With one eye on the creatures and one eye on Scully,

Mulder begins performing a mean version of CPR.)

MULDER: Please, breathe. Breathe ... breathe .... BREATHE!

(Scully begins to cough and splutter as she regains consciousness.)

MULDER: Breathe in, breathe in, breathe!

(She begins to try and speak, he has to place his ear almost on her

mouth to hear.)

SCULLY: I had you big time.

(She smiles at him. No time for jokes, Scully, the aliens are coming!

As Mulder pulls her to her feet, the ice-encased cryopods around

them start to crack open as the creatures within begin to break free.

He holds her up to the vent above her.)

MULDER: Grab the vent. Pull! PULL!

(Scully grabs the vent and pulls herself up. Mulder starts to climb

up. One of the aliens breaks the pod and reaches out with its hand

for Mulder. It grabs Mulder's leg. Scully stops and turns his head.)

SCULLY: Mulder!

MULDER: Keep moving, Scully!

(Mulder kicks it away and pulls himself up. They both climb through

the tunnel, Mulder yelling encouragement from behind.)

MULDER: Go! Go! Come on!

(He keeps checking behind him as the alien screams continue,

looking for any which may be chasing them. The light at the end

of the proverbial tunnel gets brighter as they climb on.)

MULDER: Almost there, keep going!

(They pull themselves up to where Mulder first stopped after he fell

through the ice, a slight turn in the vent. Just as Mulder clears the

turn, an alien lashes out from behind but is cut off by the twist in

the tunnel. They step over the part where Mulder first fell all the way

down and make their way out the hole he originally made. Scully

falls onto the snow, exhausted and Mulder perches next to her on

one knee. He hears a sound and looks around for the origin. It's the

ice ... it's cracking under their feet! He grabs Scully and throws one

of her arms over his shoulder as they begin to run away. He stops

for some ungodly reason and looks back seeing vents of steam

starting to shoot out of the ice. They begin to run again as the ice

begins cracking and falling away causing a huge crater to form.

Suddenly the crater overtakes them and they disappear into the

hole, but next we see them shoot into the air and slide off of the

surface of the rising ship. They land on the edge of the crater.

Mulder watches the spaceship as it flies overhead, his face glows

with a heart-melting grin of childlike wonder and awe. Scully's face

is turned towards the snow, too tired to move, as Mulder says,

almost along with the audience ...)

MULDER: Scully, ya gotta see this! Scully!

(It's quiet, it's barely a mutter above a whisper, but we hear ...)

SCULLY: I saw it. I saw it.

(DW NOTE: Then she begins to murmur some lines from which I believe

they are deeply MRS related!) Spent from exhaustion, Mulder drops his

head into the snow. Scully, finding the strength God gave 20 hearty men,

scoots her body over to cover him from the freezing cold. She lifts him

into her arms and cradles him as the camera pans back to show two

lone figures perched alone on the edge of the bottomless crater left by

the departing spaceship. Cut to Washington and don't start with me on

how they got out of the Antarctic, there was extra gas can in the Sno-Cat,

I don't know!)

OFFICE OF PROFESSIONAL REVIEW

WASHINGTON, DC

(Scully is seated before the review board, her lovely face marked

by the effects of her ordeal, frostbite and scratches.)

CASSIDY: In light report on the report I've got before me and in light

of the narrative I am now hearing, my official report is incomplete --

pending these new facts I'm being asked to reconcile.

(While she speaks, we see a man entering the field office where the

fossilized samples were kept. In the darkness of the closed office

his flashlight lands on the tray containing the samples and he takes

it away.)

CASSIDY: Agent Scully, though there is now direct evidence that a

federal agent may have been involved in the bombing, the other events

you've laid down here are too incredible on their own, and quite frankly

implausible in their connections.

SCULLY: What is it you find incredible?

CASSIDY: Well, where would you like me to start?

(As we hear them speak, over the next couple of passages, we cut

to somewhere in America's heartland as a freshly-painted tanker

truck is prepared. The new sign painted on the side reads "Nature's

Best Corn Oil". Next we see soldiers with flame torches setting a

corn field ablaze.)

CASSIDY: So many of the events described in your report defy belief.

Antarctica is a long way from Dallas, Agent Scully. I-- I can't very

well submit a report to the Attorney General that alleges the links

you've made here. Bees and corn crops do not quite fall under the

rubric of domestic terrorism.

SCULLY: No, they don't.

CASSIDY: Most of what I find in here is lacking a coherent picture

of any organization with an attributible motive. I realize the ordeal

you've endured has clearly affected you. But the holes in your

account leave this panel with little choice but to delete these

references to our final report to the Justice Department--until

which time hard evidence becomes available that would give

us cause to pursue such an investigation.

(Scully stands up and walks over to the board, positioning herself

directly in front of A.D. Cassidy. She places the vial containing the

bee found in Mulder's hallway on the table, Cassidy picks it up and

looks closely at it.)

SCULLY: I don't believe the FBI currently has an investigative unit

qualified to pursue the evidence in hand.

(Scully then turns and leaves the room. Skinner looks at Cassidy,

then the entire panel turns to stare at him. What are ya gonna do

about THIS, Skinner?)

THE CAPITAL MALL

(Mulder is sitting on a bench by the reflecting pool reading a

newspaper. He stares at a headline: "Fatal Hanta Virus Outbreak

In Northern Texas Contained", looks up and sees Scully walking

toward him. When she arrives, he hands her the paper.)

MULDER: There's an interesting work of fiction on page 24.

Mysteriously, our names have been omitted. They're burying this

thing, Scully. They're just going to dig a new hole and cover it up.

SCULLY: I told OPR everything I know. What I experienced, the virus,

how it's spread by the bees from pollen in transgenic crops.

(He gets up and starts to walk away. She joins him.)

MULDER: You're wasting your time, Scully. They'll never believe you,

not unless your story can be programmed, categorized, or easily

referenced.

SCULLY: Well, then we'll go over their heads.

(He stops and turns to her.)

MULDER: No. No. How many times have we been here before, Scully?

Right here. So close to the truth and now with what we've seen and

what we know to be right back at the beginning with nothing.

SCULLY: This is different, Mulder.

MULDER: No it isn't! You were right to want to quit! You were right

to want to leave me! You should get as far away from me as you can!

I'm not going to watch you die, Scully, because of some hollow

personal cause of mine. Go be a doctor. Go be a doctor while you

still can.

SCULLY: I can't. I won't. Mulder, I'll be a doctor, but my work is here

with you now. That virus that I was exposed to, whatever it is, it has

a cure. You held it in your hand. How many other lives can we save?

Look ... (she clasps his hand) ... If I quit now, they win.

(Hand in hand they walk off into the sunset .... sort of anyway.

DW NOTE: There is another scene which is not in the movie:

In distance, the Cigarette-Smoking Man sits in a nondescript car,

his grim, dread stare focuses on them. He takes a last puff on his

Morley and flicks it onto the street. The car's electric window

rolls up, and he drives off...)

FOUM TATAOUINE, TUNISIA

(A helicopter flies over the vast desert. We then see CSM walking

next to a cornfield, a native man yelling something in Tunisian into

the crop. From out of the corn comes Strughold. He walks over to

CSM.)

STRUGHOLD: You look hot and miserable. Why have you traveled

all this way?

CSM: We have business to discuss.

STRUGHOLD: We have regular channels.

CSM: This involves Mulder.

STRUGHOLD: Ah. That name, again and again.

CSM: He's seen more than he should have.

STRUGHOLD: What has he seen? Of the whole he has seen but

pieces.

CSM: He's determined now. Reinvested.

STRUGHOLD: He is but one man. One man alone cannot fight

the future.

CSM: Yesterday, I received this.

(From out of his pocket, he pulls a telegram and hands it to Strughold.

He reads it then drops it to the ground and walks away. CSM looks

down at the telegram, it reads:

"X-FILES RE-OPENED. STOP. PLEASE ADVISE. STOP."

CSM looks up, then walks away. The camera pans above the scene

to show the huge cornfield in the middle of the desert ...

(DW NOTE: ... with lots more, at least ten, white domes on the horizon!!!

The telegram also reads:

SEP. 6, 1998 FROM DATA CHECK WASHINGTON D.C. TO TUNIS

The screen fades to black. The song "Teotihuacan" by Noel Gallagher

starts playing followed by "Walking After You" by Foo Fighters.

Take a deep breathe - and say it with me: "That was totally the best

film out there ever":)

[THE END]

The X-Files

US Release Date: June 19, 1998

Screenplay: Chris Carter

Story by Chris Carter and Frank Spotnitz

Director: Rob Bowman

A 20th Century Fox release of a Ten Thirteen Production

Produced by Chris Carter and Daniel Sackheim

Executive Producer: Lata Ryan

Coproducer: Frank Spotnitz

Associate producer: Mary Astadounian

Assistant Director: Josh McLaglen

Camera (Deluxe color, Panavision widescreen): Ward Russell

Editor: Stephen Mark

Music: Mark Snow

Production Designer: Christopher Nowak

Art Directors: Gregory Bolton and Hugo Santiago

Set Decorator: Jackie Carr

Costume Designer: Marlene Stewart

Sound (Dolby digital): Geoffrey Patterson

Special Makeup Effects: Alec Gillis and Tom Woodruff Jr.

Visual Effects Supervisor: Mat Beck

Special Effects Coordinator: Paul Lombardi

STARRING:

David Duchovny as Special Agent Fox Mulder

Gillian Anderson as Special Agent Dana Scully

Guest Cast:

John Neville as The Well-Manicured Man

William B. Davis as The Cigarette-Smoking Man [Cancer Man]

Martin Landau as Dr. Alvin Kurtzweil

Mitch Pileggi as Assistant Director Walter Skinner

Jeffrey DeMunn as Dr. Ben Bronschweig

Blythe Danner as Jana Cassidy

Terry O'Quinn as Darius Michaud

Armin Mueller-Stahl as Conrad Strughold

Lucas Black as Stevie

Christopher Fennell 2nd Boy [here Kid 1]

Cody Newton as 3rd Boy [here Kid 2]

Blake Stokes as 4th Boy

Dean Haglund as Ringo Langly

Bruce Harwood as John Fitzgerald Byers

Tom Braidwood as Melvin Frohike

Don S. Williams as Group Elder [First Elder]

George Murdock as 2nd Elder

Michael Shamus Wiles as Black-Haired Man

Craig Davis as Primitive #1

Carrick O'Quinn as Primitive #2

Tom Woodruff Jr. as Creature #1 [Dennis: also Sp. Makeup Effects. ;-)]

Greg Ballora as Creature #2

T.W. King as FBI Agent on Roof

Luis Beckford FBI Agent

Steve Rankin as Field Agent

Gary Grubbs as Fire Captain Miles Cooles

Steven M. Gagnon as Last Agent Out

Larry Joshua as DC Cop

Glendon Rich as DC Cop #2

Gunther Jenson as Security Guard

Scott Smith as Technician

Ian Ruskin Well-Manicured Man's Valet

Paul Welterlen as Control Room Operator

Joel Traywick as Young Naval Guard

Milton Johns as British Valet

Paul Tuerpe as 1st Paramedic

Michael Krawic as 2nd Paramedic

Larry Rippenkroeger as Towncar Driver

Josh McLaglen Buzz Mibee [you'll find him twice...]

Randy Hall as Windbreakered Agent

T.C. Badalato as Fireman

Amine Zary as Tunisian