<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226538207453386777</id><updated>2011-07-27T23:52:28.809-07:00</updated><category term='2x02 The Host'/><category term='Season 1'/><category term='2x14 Die Hand Die Verletzt'/><category term='2x13 Irresistible'/><category term='2x04 Sleepless'/><category term='2x16 Colony'/><category term='1x15 Young at heart'/><category term='Dana'/><category term='1x02 Squeeze'/><category term='2x01 Little Green Men'/><category term='Scully'/><category term='2x17 End Game'/><category term='1x01 Deep Throat'/><category term='2x15 Fresh Bones'/><category term='1x07 Ice'/><category term='MOTW'/><category term='2x11 Excelsis Dei'/><category term='Season 2'/><category term='1x09 Fallen Angel'/><category term='2x10 Red Museum'/><category term='1x14 Lazarus'/><category term='1x00 Pilot'/><category term='Episodes'/><category term='2x07 &quot;3&quot;'/><category term='2x12 Aubrey'/><category term='1x05 Shadows'/><category term='Monster of the Week'/><category term='Season2'/><category term='1x22 Roland'/><category term='1x13 Genderbender'/><category term='1x08 Space'/><category term='1x17 Miracle Man'/><category term='2x09 Firewalker'/><category term='2x19 Død Kalm'/><category term='1x19 Darkness Falls'/><category term='Season1'/><category term='2x03 Blood'/><category term='2x05 Duane Barry'/><category term='1x03 Conduit'/><category term='1x16 E.B.E'/><category term='2x06 Ascension'/><category term='2x18 Fearful Symmetry'/><category term='1x23 The Erlenmeyer Flask'/><category term='1x18 Shapes'/><category term='1x04 The Jersey Devil'/><category term='1x06 Ghost in the machine'/><category term='2x08 One Breath'/><category term='Biography'/><category term='1x20 Tooms'/><category term='2x20 Humbug'/><category term='1x12 Beyond the sea'/><category term='1x10 Eve'/><category term='1x21 Born Again'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='1x11 Fire'/><title type='text'>Dana Scully</title><subtitle type='html'>FBI Special Agent,
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It matches a pattern of forty-eight similar attacks spanning twenty-eight years all across the US. Someone working in circuses travelling from place to place across the US would be a primary suspect. Mulder and Scully investigate the recent attack in an attempt to catch the killer. They meet with Sheriff Hamilton who fills them in on the case. Mulder is intrigued by a drawing by local artist Hepcat Helm of the Fiji Mermaid, an exhibit P.T. Barnum billed as a 'genuine fake' as it was supposedly a fish's tail sown on to the body of a monkey. When Hepcat Helm is later killed in his studio and the only access is via a very small window, Mulder theorises that the Fiji Mermaid is not only real but responsible for the murders. As they later discover that Sheriff Hamilton himself used to be Jim-Jim, the dog-faced boy and encounter other town residence like Dr Blockhead who performs human feats of endurance and The Conundrum, a tattooed jigsaw man who eats live animals. Scully finds it difficult to find a normal suspect, in a place where nothing is normal. Her suspicions fall on trailer park porter Lanny's congealed twin Leonard, as Scully theorises that Leonard is capable of extracting himself from his brother's body. Lanny later confirms this but claims that Leonard does not mean to hurt people, he is merely searching for another brother. &lt;p&gt; Noteworthy Quote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Dr Blockhead: &lt;i&gt;"It's a mystery, maybe some mysteries are never meant to be solved"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Writer: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Darin Morgan&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Director: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Kim Manners&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;   Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David Duchovny &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Fox Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gillian Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Dana Scully&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/p&gt; Guest Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Jim Rose &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Dr Blockhead&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;The Enigma &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; The Conundrum&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Michael Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Mr Nutt&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Wayne Grace &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Sheriff Hamilton&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Vincent Schiavelli &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Lanny&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;George Tipple &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Hepcat Helm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Alex Diakun &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Curator&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;John Payne &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Jerald Glazebrook&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Alvin Law &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Reverend&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Blair Slater &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Older Glazebrook Child&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Devin Walker &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Younger Glazebrook Child&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Debis Simpson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Waiter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode Stills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transcript Humbug 2x20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: http://www.insidethex.co.uk/transcrp/scrp220.htm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1&lt;br /&gt;GIBSONTON, FL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Two kids splash each other in the pool, laughing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUNGER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; Stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They continue play-attacking as someone strange watches them from the trees. It's green eyes staring at them, he breathes heavily and makes his way through the trees. It's skin looks scaly. The boys do not notice it as it walks out towards the lawn quietly. The older one hears it and looks in the general direction. The younger one does the same, then splashes the older brother. This incites the older brother to splash back, and they continue playing. The strange being swims into the pool and slowly approaches them underwater. He jumps out, screaming. The boys scream back. The younger one splashes the man lightly as he picks the boy up playfully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Dad, cut it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLDER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; Beautiful, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JERALD GLAZEBROOK:&lt;/b&gt; Quit picking on your brother. Remember he loves you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUNGER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; No, I don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLDER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; We're glad you're back home, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JERALD GLAZEBROOK:&lt;/b&gt; Ah, not as glad as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLDER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; Did you see a lot of weird stuff this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JERALD GLAZEBROOK:&lt;/b&gt; Yup, it was the weirdest show ever. But right now, your mother thinks you guys are getting ready for bed and if she comes out here and finds you guys still in the pool, she's going to kill me. So come on, out of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He puts his youngest son down. The boys moan and whine. In the forest, something else is watching them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUNGER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLDER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; Awwww, Dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JERALD GLAZEBROOK:&lt;/b&gt; Quit your whining. Come on or no bedtime story. Out you go, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The thing in the trees is more of a monster than the Alligator-Skinned Man, weezing as it breathes. It winces constantly and it's face is bloodied naturally. The boys start back to the house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLDER GLAZEBROOK SON:&lt;/b&gt; Come on, Dad, there's no school tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jerald floats on his back a little, shooting water up into the air with his mouth. The thing watches and makes it's way into the pool. It approaches Jerald and he stands, looking at it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JERALD GLAZEBROOK:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It screeches and bites into Jerald's side. It repeatedly does so as Glazebrook screams with each bite. It rips through the skin and Jerald holds himself up on the ladder as blood pours out into the pool. It screams and snarls in victory.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show01.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show02.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show03.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show04.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show05.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2&lt;br /&gt;X-FILES OFFICE; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder hands Scully a picture of Glazebrook's face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What happened to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Nothing you can ascertain from that photograph. The victim suffered from ichthyosis, a congenital skin disease characterized by the shedding of the epidermis in the form of scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He hands her another picture of a large wound in the side of Glazebrook.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows the entry wound of the undetermined weapon. There were no other injuries inflicted upon the body, no internal organs removed and/or cannibalized, and there's no signs of sexual molestation either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He stands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's forty-eight attacks over the last twenty-eight years. Occurring in every state in the continental U.S. almost, the first in Oregon and the last five in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He shows pictures of various people with the same wounds.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victims range from all different age groups, races, both male and female. The mutilations appear so motiveless that one would suspect some form of ritual yet they adhere to no known cult. A lone serial killer would have been expected to escalate the level of violence of his attacks over such an extended period of time. So what do you think, Scully? What are your initial thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully looks at the picture of Glazebrook.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Imagine going through your whole life looking like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;GIBSONTON, FL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(There is a picture of Glazebrook on his coffin. There are flowers all around and the mourners sit off to the side. The priest is at the podium.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIEST:&lt;/b&gt; "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully and Mulder walk over. Sheriff Hamilton nods to them from across the way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will fear no evil for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of my enemies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder walks past Scully in the row of seats and they sit down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thou anointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over. Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He turns the page with his foot, having no arms.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the lord forever." We are gathered here today to mourn the passing of Jerald Glazebrook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the front row of seats, Glazebrook's wife rubs the back of her eldest son in comfort. She has a thick beard. Her younger son is seated next to the other son. Scully watches them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved husband, father, friend and entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully looks at a man in the front row as he takes out a flask and drinks from it. There is a smaller person attached to him, who has his head in the bigger man's side and is also dressed in a suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mourn not only the passing who overcame the obstacles of his earthly incarnation but also the passing of the love that dwells in his all too-human heart. We mourn the passing of the admiration and the respect he instilled in his fellow colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully looks in back of her at a row of other circus freaks, each deformed in some way. There is a fortune teller, a teenager and a little kid, both of whom have the same problem. Scully and the little boy smile at each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mourn the passing of the laughter and the enjoyment he brought each audience who saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder slowly looks to his right and slowly looks up at the giant sitting next to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For although Jerry was a world-renowned escape artist, there is one strongbox from which none of us can escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The coffin starts to shake violently. Sheriff Hamilton tries to hold it down and looks to some other people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN #1:&lt;/b&gt; I got it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Other men run up to the coffin and lift it up and away from the grave. A bump starts moving underneath the covering of the grave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN #1:&lt;/b&gt; Move it out of there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN #2:&lt;/b&gt; Oh my lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As the congregation moans and gasps, a man breaks through the covering, growling, carrying a railroad spike and a hammer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN #2:&lt;/b&gt; I don't believe it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Having not known the deceased personally, I am in no position to perform a proper eulogy. I'm sure he was a nice guy, et cetera, et cetera. But as an admirer of the man's work, I am in a position to perform an impromptu tribute in his honor. Namely, ramming this spike into my chest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He does so with one quick blow, sparks flying off of the contact point. Blood coats the front of his sweater. The crowd gasps and cringes. Even Mulder and Scully flinch. The man, Doctor Blockhead, staggers around, screaming.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN #3:&lt;/b&gt; You crazy, don't you have any respect at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; I think I hit my left ventricle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton grabs his arm and Blockhead shoves him off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN #2:&lt;/b&gt; This is a funeral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Get back, fascist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(People start jumping at him left and right. In fact, the whole congregation starts after him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN #2:&lt;/b&gt; For crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN #4:&lt;/b&gt; Get him out of here! Get him out of here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN #3:&lt;/b&gt; You're awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder and Scully are left all alone, seated where they were. The rest of the seats are pretty much in disarray. They sit in silence for a second.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I can't wait for the wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4&lt;br /&gt;PHIL'S DINER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder, Scully and Hamilton are sitting at a table.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; On his vicap form, Jerald Glazebrook's occupation is listed as artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Jerry was an artist... the best escape artist since Houdini. He should have been headlining Vegas but his skin condition kept him on the sideshow circuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I guess I didn't realize that sideshows were still in existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; There are about two or three of them still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I got the impression that Glazebrook wasn't the only sideshow performer residing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; The town was founded back in the 20s when some of Barnum and Bailey's troops started coming down here during the winter off-season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You know, this town's history might help explain our case's history. A sideshow performer would have toured much of the country over the years. And their isolation from everyday society caused by their physical deformities could have built up pathological resentments so intense that murder might be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Now, now, hold on a second. Around here, we refer to them as "very special people." Now, some of them may be different on the outside but it's what's inside that counts. And on the inside, they're as normal as anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Until their arrests, many serial killers are considered by their friends and family to be quite "normal." If you truly regard these people as normal, then you must also consider the possibility that they are capable of committing these crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; It's just been my experience that many people have a harder time accepting these people's deformities than they do themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder opens up the menu and looks at a picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Sheriff, what is this? This design here, it's, uh, copyrighted by Hepcat Helm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He points to a picture of a monkey with a mermaid's tail, then at the copyright logo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a local artist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton chuckles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; A bit too local. His workplace is right behind my station house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Do you think that we could meet Hep... cat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5&lt;br /&gt;HEPCAT HELM'S WORKSHOP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A grotesque rubber head sits on a pike as Screamin' Jay Hawkins' song, "Frenzy", plays loudly. Hepcat Helm is sitting at his desk painting as Hamilton walks in, followed by the agents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Hepcat! Hepcat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hepcat looks at them, then turns down the music.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; Who are the rubes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; These are F.B.I. Agents Scully and Mulder. This is Hepcat Helm. He operates a carnival funhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; Oh man, how many times have I told you not to call it that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He throws down the handkerchief and goes over to them and looks at Mulder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not some rinky-dink carny-ride. People go through it, they don't have fun. They get the hell scared out of them. It's not a funhouse, it's a tabernacle of terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton looks over at Mulder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; It's a funhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder takes out the menu and shows the picture to Hepcat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Mister Helm, I wanted to ask you about this menu illustration. I recognized most of the historical portraits you've drawn here, but what's this here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully rolls her eyes at the words "historical portraits.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; It's the Feejee Mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He walks back to his desk carrying the menu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Is that what that thing is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What's the Feejee Mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; The Feejee Mermaid. It's, it's the Feejee Mermaid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; It's a bit of, uh... humbug Barnum pulled in the last century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; Barnum billed it as a real live mermaid but when people went into see it, all they saw was a real dead monkey sewn on the tail of a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder walks over to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; A monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; A mummified monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; It supposedly looked so bad, he had to exhibit it as a "genuine fake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, but see? That's why Barnum was a genius. You never know where the truth ends and the humbug begins. He came right out and said, "This Feejee Mermaid thing is just a bunch of B.S." That just made people want to go and see it even more. So, I mean... who knows? Maybe for box office reasons, Barnum hocked it as a hoax... when in reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The Feejee Mermaid was a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hepcat exhales loudly and shrugs. Mulder walks back over to Hamilton.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheriff, we're going to need to find a place to stay tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; There are lodgings right across the way, but, uh... what's all this about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder takes out a picture of a long row of small footprints in the sand heading towards a rock pile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; These tracks were found at several of the past few crime scenes. They've defied exact identification but one expert speculated that they might be simian in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; You don't mean to tell me you think these tracks were made by the Feejee Mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Do you recall what Barnum said about suckers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She nods slightly towards Mulder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6&lt;br /&gt;GULF BREEZE TRAILER COURT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The proprietor, Mister Nutt, is a midget. He climbs up a small stepladder and puts it down on the desk in front of the two agents. Nutt's dog sits on the counter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Tell me, have you done much circus work in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUTT:&lt;/b&gt; And what makes you think I've ever spectated a circus, much less been enslaved by one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I know that many of the citizens here are former circus hands and I just thought that maybe you would have done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUTT:&lt;/b&gt; You thought that because I am a person of short stature that the only career I could procure for myself would be one confined to the so-called "big top." You took one quick look at me and decided that you could deduce my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder shakes his head a little. The dog whimpers as Nutt starts around to the area in shelf in back of the desk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never would it have occurred to you that a person of my height could have possibly obtained a degree in hotel management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He holds up his degree.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry, I meant no offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nutt walks back up to the desk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUTT:&lt;/b&gt; Well, then why should I take offense? Just because it's human nature to make instantaneous judgments of others based solely upon their physical appearances? Why, I've done the same thing to you, for example. I've taken in your all-American features, your dour demeanor, your unimaginative necktie design...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder looks down at his tie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and concluded that you work for the government. An F.B.I. agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder looks at Scully, who arches her eyebrows in surprise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you see the tragedy here? I have mistakenly reduced you to a stereotype. A caricature. Instead of regarding you as a specific, unique individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But I am an F.B.I. agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He holds up his badge. The dog whimpers some more. Nutt smirks a little and takes out another paper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUTT:&lt;/b&gt; Register here, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He rings the bell. Mulder and Scully are led by their trailers by the bellhop, a man named Lanny. He is the man with the smaller twin that has the twin's head inside of his chest at the funeral. He is also carrying their bags.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Tell me, have you done much circus work in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; I was on the stage for most of my life. I was a headliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Did it not bother you to have other people staring at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; Best work I ever had. All I had to do was stand there. Occasionally, I'd say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He stops and stands tall as if on stage. They watch him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like you to meet my brother Leonard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He pauses.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse him, he's a little shy." Big laughs, I tell you, big laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They start to walk again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why'd you give it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; Mister Nutt, the kindhearted manager here, convinced me that to make a living by publicly displaying my deformity lacked dignity... so now I carry other people's luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They come to a set of trailers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe these are your trailers. If they are not, then I am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder takes the suitcases from him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's most considerate. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They shake hands and Lanny starts off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. Sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He turns back in a worried manner. I walks back hurriedly, unscrewing his flask.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no! That, that's not what I meant. I, I didn't mean to imply we had bedbugs. I, I meant to say, "Don't let... don't let the..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The Feejee Mermaids bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lanny tips his flask to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, that's right, the Fee, the Feejee Mermaids. Don't, that's right, that's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He takes a sip from his flask and starts off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, that's exactly... the Feejee Mermaids bite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, what is this Feejee Mermaid business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Every murder investigation begins with a list of possible suspects. You should try not to be so exclusive, Scully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He hands her her suitcase.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; As long as you try not to let the atmosphere of this town distort your list all out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They stare at each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7&lt;br /&gt;HEPCAT HELM'S WORKSHOP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Hepcat Helm is listening to the same song as before, playing it extremely loud. He is painting a mask for his funhouse, then he walks over to a desk under the window and wipes off his hands. He takes an instrument and goes over to another sculpture, this one made mostly of glass. Reflected in the glass, in the window behind him, is the small monster slowly crawling in through the window. Helm stands up and the monster is gone. He goes to work on another part and sees the small monster crawling towards him in another reflection, looking blurred and distorted. He turns around and looks at it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEPCAT HELM:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It pounces, it's grotesque face flying at it. Blood splatters over the menu as it pries it's jaws into his neck. There is a gash in his head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 8&lt;br /&gt;GULF BREEZE TRAILER COURT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is going for his morning jog. He stops in the road, trying to catch his air, and hears some splashing in the lake next to the road. Looking over, he sees a half-naked man coming out of the water, wearing only a loincloth. He has a tattoo of a puzzle all over his body, some of the pieces painted blue, mostly around the head and shoulder regions. He crouches down and starts eating the fish as Mulder watches intently. The strange man looks over at Mulder and throws down the fish, then starts off towards the forest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 9&lt;br /&gt;SCULLY'S TRAILER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The time is 7:15. Scully's eyes flicker open. Birds chirp outside as she looks out the window. She closes her eyes for a second and looks back outside, still laying down. A man seemingly falls off her roof. She sits up and sees that there is actually a men bouncing on a trampoline outside her window while another two people watch. In the background, people are performing various stunts. There is a frantic pounding on the door. She loosely puts on her robe and opens the door. Lanny stands there, his robe also loosely tied on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; Uh, ma'am... sheriff, he, uh... wants to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leonard is exposed out of Lanny's stomach. Scully can't help but stare at him. Lanny, meanwhile, has his eyes on her cleavage, which is partly exposed. They both slowly look at each other, then look down at their objects of interest, then tie their robes up tighter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been another murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 10&lt;br /&gt;HEPCAT HELM'S WORKSHOP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Hamilton is standing over Helm's body, writing down notes on his pad. Scully is kneeling over Helm. Mulder is looking at the window. There is a streak of blood on it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN ON APB WIRE:&lt;/b&gt; Unit Thirteen, man down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey, Scully, there's some blood on the window here we should send to the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why run a test on the victim's blood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, not this window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He walks over to the adjacent window as she stands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This window. This seems to be the point of entry and there's a... smear of blood on the outside of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He takes off some blood from a streak on the outside of the window with his finger.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why would there be blood before the attack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Why didn't the attacker just come through the open door? For a person to crawl in and out of these windows, they'd have to be a contortionist... or just plain crazy. Or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 11&lt;br /&gt;GULF BREEZE TRAILER COURT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Doctor Blockhead is suspended over a vat of hot water in a straitjacket, grunting and groaning. He starts unbuckling the straps when Mulder and Scully walk over.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; While they're performing the autopsy, I want to go down to the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder and Scully watch from a short distance as he frees himself. He throws off the straitjacket, takes the key and looks at the agents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; How many people do you know that can get out of a straitjacket in under three minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Fortunately, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We caught your act yesterday at the funeral. That was some trick with the railroad spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blockhead unlocks his restraints and jumps down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Doctor Blockhead does not perform "tricks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He walks over to a toolbox and opens it up. He takes out a hammer and a nail. There are a number of skull pins next to the nails. Mulder and Scully walk over to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Blockhead performs "astounding acts of body manipulation and pain endurance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He puts the nail in his left nostril and begins tapping it into his head as Mulder and Scully watch on in horror and awe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You must be one of those rare individuals whose... nerve endings don't register pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He puts the hammer down and pulls out a pair of pliers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; You just keep telling yourself that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Have you ever performed this tr, uh, act on anyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; What, are you sick? I tell my audiences that if they're stupid enough to try this themselves, they'll end up with a slight lobotomy. I am a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Exactly how does one become a professional blockhead? May I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He takes the pliers and starts to pull the nail out from Blockhead's head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Starting in my homeland of Yemen, I studied with yogis, fakirs and swamis, learning the ancient arts of body manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully and Mulder grimace all through Blockhead's speaking as he slowly pulls out the nail. Mulder looks at the bloody nail.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most men know nothing of these arts. For instance, did you know that through the protective Chinese practice of Tiea Bu Shan, you can train your testicles to draw up into your abdomen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, I'm doing that as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Conundrum pops out of the vat, gasping for air. They all look at him in shock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him this morning down by the river, he was eating a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; He knows between-show snacks will ruin his appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He rubs the Conundrum's bald head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I could be mistaken. Maybe it was another bald-headed, jigsaw-puzzle-tattooed, naked guy I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Is this... man also a body manipulator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; No. In the classical sense, the Conundrum's a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He eats live animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; He eats anything... live animals, dead animals, rocks, light bulbs, corkscrews, battery cables, cranberries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Human flesh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Only the Conundrum can answer that question. But he doesn't answer questions, he merely... poses them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He takes out a jar of crickets.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an audience partakes in the Conundrum's human piranha act, they are left to ask themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He pours out some crickets onto the Conundrum's head, who eats them joyously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why." But... where are my manners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He holds out the jar to the agents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She takes a cricket, puts it in her mouth, smiles and walks away. Mulder looks at her, then at the crickets, and leaves. He catches up to Scully, and watches her in disbelief. She smiles, reaches behind Mulder's ear, and "pulls out" the live cricket.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an old sleight of hand my uncle once taught me. He was only an amateur magician, but he was still better than those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, I'm going over to the lab to see if they can test the blood on the window against the blood on Doctor Blockhead's nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He holds out his hand, then moves it in a clockwise direction. When he finishes the circle, he is holding out the nail. He starts off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's uncle is an amateur magician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 12&lt;br /&gt;GIBSONTON MUSEUM OF CURIOSITIES&lt;br /&gt;3:14 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully walks into the old cabin. The bell rings as the door opens. There is a sign next to a pot that says "Freaks Free; Others Please Leave Donation." Scully walks over to it, puts a bill in, and starts looking around. She looks at a picture of siamese twins. Passing various strange things in jars, she picks up another picture of the siamese twins. They are named Chang and Eng. The curator walks out behind her. His face is disfigured and is reflected in a small mirror.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; Welcome to my museum. May I put to rest any questions you may have conjured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I was just reading about the fascinating life of Chang and Eng and wondering if their death was just as fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, very much so. On a cold January eve in 1874, Eng awoke to find his brother had passed away during the course of the night. A few hours later, Eng himself departed from this world. Now, these facts themselves may be less than fascinating but imagine... imagine being Eng and lying there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He puts his disfigured hand on her shoulder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that essentially half your body was now dead... that the rest must inevitably follow... and being able to do about it absolutely nothing. At the autopsy, it was officially concluded that Chang died of a cerebral hemorrhage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; And what was the official cause of Eng's death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; Fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He smiles and starts to walk away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Do you have any information on blockhead or geek acts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They walk into another room.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; This is a historical collection of human curiosities. Blockheads are skilled performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Like magicians?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; Like sword swallowers who really do swallow swords. And geeks are neither skilled nor curiosities. They're merely unseemly... not even attaining the level of "gaffs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; "Gaffs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The curator takes a picture of two siamese twins who look very different.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; Observe closely the dissimilarity of the facial features. Conjoined twins are always identical. These twins are phonies... gaffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sort of like the Feejee Mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He laughs and puts the picture down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; You're investigating the Alligator Man's murder, yes? I have something I believe you might find of some interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He hands her a picture of "Jim-Jim, the Dog-Faced Boy.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What does this have to do with the Glazebrook murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; I've recently come into possession of an authentic P.T. Barnum exhibit. Now, I don't show this display to all my customers... only those with the intellectual curiosity to appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He walks over to a door behind Scully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barnum billed it as "the great unknown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He opens the door. Scully is about to enter, but he stops her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must first ask of you two favors. Tell no soul what you witness in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; And the second favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURATOR:&lt;/b&gt; An additional donation of five dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She hands him five dollars and steps inside the dark room. He locks the door behind her. She walks over to the only object in the room, a trunk cast in a spotlight. She tentatively opens the trunk to find... nothing. A door swings open to her left with an "Exit" sign above it. A buzzer goes off and she looks down at the trunk, smiling slightly at having been duped.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 13&lt;br /&gt;SCULLY'S TRAILER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder hears a clanking and a groaning underneath the trailer. He looks under and sees a small figure moving around. He walks over to where the small figure is, unhooking his holster. He kneels down and Mister Nutt crawls out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Does Agent Scully know that you're under her crawlspace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUTT:&lt;/b&gt; I was merely repairing the plumbing on this unit. I know what you're thinking, my friend, but you are grossly mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He and Mulder stand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I am not of so-called "average" height does not mean I must receive my thrills vicariously. Not all woman are attracted to overly tall, lanky men such as yourself. You'd be surprised how many women find my size intriguingly alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; And you'd be surprised how many men do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nutt, offended and disgusted, walks off. Mulder looks at his footprints. Scully steps out of her trailer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, it's you. Is Mister Nutt finished with the plumbing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inside, Mulder and Scully sit across from each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The blood from the window matched the blood from the nail but they were both O-positive. They've been sent for further analysis. I ran a background check on Doctor Blockhead. His real name is Jeffrey Swaim and he wasn't born in Yemen, he was born in Milwaukee. He does not hold a doctorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, I ended up running a bit of a background check myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; On who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She flips open a folder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; On an orphan discovered in the wild forest of Albania in 1943. "Although physically adept at catching his own food, he could not speak a word, save for a few savage grunts. Brought to this country, he was exhibited behind a locked cage, necessitated by his feral ferocity, where he would terrify onlookers by devouring chunks of raw meat." However, for reasons I could not ascertain, he ran away from the circus and spent a vague number of years mysteriously roaming about, supporting himself through a number of non-descript jobs. Eventually, he wound up in Gibsonton, where he took up a career in law enforcement and has spent the past four terms serving as sheriff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You're talking about Sheriff Hamilton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm telling you that before becoming Sheriff Hamilton, James Hamilton was Jim-Jim, the Dog-Faced Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She hands him the picture given to her by the curator.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 14&lt;br /&gt;SHERIFF HAMILTON'S HOUSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sheriff Hamilton is digging a hole in the front yard with a shovel. Scully and Mulder are in the bushes watching him. Hamilton looks up at the full moon, then cuts something, rubs it on his hand and throws it into the hole. He recovers the hole and walks inside. Mulder and Scully wait until he is gone, then walk over to the hole and start to uncover it. Mulder is using a shovel while Scully is playing look-out. Mulder stops and they whisper to each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You know, Scully, hypertricosis does not connote lycanthropy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What are you implying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We're being highly discriminatory here. Just because a man was once inflicted with excessive hairiness, we've no reason to suspect him of aberrant behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It's like assuming guilt based solely on skin color, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They look at each other, then kneel down and start digging with their hands. Mulder takes out a napkin and puts the object in it. Hamilton walks out and shines a flashlight on them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; May I ask what you're doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We're exhuming... your potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He holds up the napkin with the sliced potato that Hamilton buried and they unearthed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; May I ask why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They stand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sheriff, it, it's, it's been documented that many serial killers possess a fascination with police work, some of them even holding positions on their local force... so surveillance of investigation team members is often utilized as a precautionary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We found out you used to be the Dog-Faced Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He hands Hamilton the advertisement of the Dog-Faced Boy. Hamilton looks at it and smiles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Boy, look how skinny I was back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; So that is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, sure. I spent the first half of my life as Jim-Jim. Then one morning I noticed a bald spot on top of my head and realized I was not only losing my hair but my career as well. Eventually all the hair went... on top of my head, anyways. The rest of my body is still pretty hairy, which is why I never go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; That doesn't quite explain the potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; I got, uh... some warts on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That doesn't quite explain the potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; To get rid of warts, you rub a sliced potato on your hand and bury it under a full moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder and Scully look embarrassed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investigation isn't going too well, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder throws the potato back in the hole.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 15&lt;br /&gt;TRAILER PARK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Conundrum walks along, a piece of paper in his shorts. The manager's dog starts barking at him, and he runs after it. After chasing it for a while, the dog runs into his doggy-door and the Conundrum slides after it, just missing it. Mister Nutt opens the door and looks at him. The Conundrum stands, ashamed, and hands him the paper with one of Blockhead's skull pins in it. Nutt looks at it, and it is a check with the name "The Conundrum" at the top. Nutt closes the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUTT:&lt;/b&gt; So, tell me, Commodore... why are the weirdos the only ones that pay their rent checks in advance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He walks away, but the dog continues growling and barking at the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I warn you, you tattooed cretin, I have a licensed firearm and I'm more than eager for an opportunity to use it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He goes to open the door when the mutant's hand reaches out and grabs his ankle. He screams as he falls to the ground. The thing pulls his foot through the door and starts trying to pull Nutt through as he looks on in horror. He finally kicks it away and crawls back in. The mutant shoves it's head through the door, screaming. Nutt screams as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 16  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man with bloody hands unlocks the door and walks in, waking Scully up. She sits up in bed, pointing her gun. Lanny puts his bloody hands on her shoulders.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; I found him. He's dead. He's dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She looks at him, confused.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 17&lt;br /&gt;MISTER NUTT'S TRAILER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Hamilton points out the blood on the outside of the doggy-door to Scully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Lanny says all of the doors and windows were locked from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inside, Mulder is looking at Nutt's body. Lanny is also there, standing of to the side in his robe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, come here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; He was like a brother to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton puts his hand on Lanny's shoulder. Scully kneels down next to Mulder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know if a contortionist can get through that doggy-door, Scully, but look at this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He shows her the skull pin, which is in Nutt's hand. Lanny starts screaming and banging on the door. Hamilton grabs him and turns him around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Lanny! Lanny! Take it easy. You're going to hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; So you might hurt me in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully looks a little disappointed. Lanny hugs Hamilton, who looks at the agents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets this way sometimes. I'll have to toss him in the drunk tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We'll take Jeffrey Swaim into custody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; C'mon, Lanny, let's go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They walk out. Mulder stands up and walks to the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You know, Mulder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She stands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while there, I was beginning to suspect this case involved something a bit more, um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Freakish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She shrugs a little and nods, kind of like an embarrassed "yes.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really shouldn't complain about banality, Scully, when your main suspect is the human blockhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He smiles and starts out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 18&lt;br /&gt;DOCTOR BLOCKHEAD'S TRAILER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Doctor Blockhead has attached hundreds of hooks into his chest. All of the hooks have ropes on them. He is adjusting them, sitting on a bed of nails when there is a knock on the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; It's open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully walks in, showing her badge, followed by Mulder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mister Swaim, federal agents, we're here to qu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She stops, looking at him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; It's a variation of an American Indian sun dance ritual. I suspend myself by these hooks and the pain becomes so unbearable I leave my body. If people knew the true price of spirituality, there'd be more atheists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mister Swaim, we're here to take you into custody to question you about some recent murders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; I don't answer any questions until I talk to my lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who's your lawyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; I represent myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully grabs his arm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sir, if you're going to be uncooperative, I'll have to handcuff you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; What gives you fascists the right to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully stands him up and handcuffs him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Did I not mention we're federal agents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Did I not mention I'm an escape artist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He throws off the handcuffs, puts them on Scully, pushes her into Mulder and runs out the door. Mulder, despite trying to stop his fall, falls onto the bed of nails.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's more comfortable than a futon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The door swings open and Sheriff Hamilton stands there, holding Blockhead by the roped hooks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Hey... look what I caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He gives the ropes a little tug.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 19&lt;br /&gt;POLICE STATION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In the drunk tank, Lanny moans and groans. He has blood on his hands still, and his eyes open when he ears a slithering sound. He looks onto the ceiling and sees something horrific.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The thing on the ceiling squeals happily as it crawls to the window. Lanny screams.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton leads Blockhead into the station by the arm. Mulder and Scully follow quickly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; This has all the makings of one of those mistaken identity, miscarriage of justice things that prove so popular on Sixty Minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton sits him down. Mulder holds up a bag containing the skull pin. Hamilton sits at his desk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Does this belong to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; The fifth amendment of our beloved constitution says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He stops and everyone turns when they hear a high-pitched moaning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; It's Lanny in the drunk tank. He'll be all right once he sleeps it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully is looking down the hallway at Lanny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, I don't think he's going to sleep this one off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They all run over to Lanny's cell, including Blockhead, who is led by Mulder. They look at Lanny, who looks dead, blood on his hands. There is blood on the wall underneath the window.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; There's been another attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; How could anyone have gotten in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No one got in, but some one got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lanny moans. Hamilton unlocks the door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm not sure myself, Mulder, but I think we'll know more when we find Leonard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Leonard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Lanny's brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The agents walk in, followed by the others. Scully rolls Lanny over and pulls his robe away to reveal that Leonard is gone and there is a wound where he once was.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, God, they extracted the twin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, the twin extracted itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder kneels down and looks at the wound.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But it's an appendage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, Mulder... this wound is identical to the other victims' wounds. With one exception. He's not bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder stands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; If you're trying to tell me his twin brother can crawl out of his body and then go gallivant around town, you're as drunk as he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully stands up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You said it yourself, Sheriff. It's what's inside that counts. I have a feeling that Lanny has an internal anomaly that allows his conjoining twin to disjoin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But, how? H-how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; How could I turn him in without turning myself in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Lanny, why does he attack other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; I don't think he knows he's harming anyone. He's merely seeking... another brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He moans, almost crying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Are you in pain, Lanny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lanny sits up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; It hurts. It hurts not to be wanted. I don't know why he hates me so. I've taken care of him for all of our lives. Maybe that is the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; How long can he survive outside of your body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANNY:&lt;/b&gt; Long enough... to understand that you cannot change the way you were born. Don't worry. He'll come back. He always does. I'm still his only brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lanny lays back down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Sheriff, we're going to need the paramedics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton runs off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scully, you're the medical expert. If you think the twin can disengage, I believe you but how mobile could such a thing be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully looks out the window and sees a small figure crawl along the ground quickly. The gate in the back swings open.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Too mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully looks at him and runs out. Mulder follows. Blockhead looks at Lanny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; So your twin can, uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He makes a "going out" motion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He makes a "coming in" motion. Lanny nods.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scully and Mulder run out of the gate to the nearest building, which is large and brown. They hear a snarling growl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'll cover the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She runs off and Mulder runs up the steps. He flicks the switch next to the door and the generator turns on. Taking out his gun, he opens the door and begins walking down the dark hallway. He peeks around the corner and sees Leonard crawl backwards down the adjacent hallway away from Mulder. Mulder aims his gun, but is too late. He runs that way and turns the corner. He runs down the next hallway. Turning the corner, he finds a dead end. He pushes against it, then heads back. Scully hears another growl then some footsteps. She turns the corner and points her gun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A rumbling starts and a suspended mannequin with a head similar to Leonard's comes flying at her on a rope from the ceiling and stops, cackling and making strange noises.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder turns another corner and finds another dead end. He hears a growl and sees Leonard crawling away again. He runs down that hallway and quickly turns the corner, slamming into a wall. He staggers into the adjacent wall, which spins around, taking Mulder with it. Scully walks into the hall of mirrors. Everywhere around her, there are Scullys. She hears another growl and turns to see Leonard on the ground. She fires at him but only ends up breaking the mirror that reflected him. She looks at the shards and sees Leonard is nowhere around. She starts walking down a hallway and bumps into a mirror. Turning left, she walks down another hallway and Mulder slides out of a shaft in front of her. She instinctively points her gun, but steps back when she sees who it is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I thought I heard a shot fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I think we better go outside and catch this thing coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She steps over Mulder and walks down the hallway. The agents run out and see Leonard crawling into the woods. They run down the road and point their guns at another small figure. The figure starts barking and they lower their guns.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the manager's dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The trailer park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The dog leads them through the forest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 20&lt;br /&gt;CONUNDRUM'S TRAILER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Conundrum steps out of his trailer, carrying a garbage bag. He puts it in the can as Leonard sneaks up behind him. He turns and screams as the mutant jumps onto him and starts biting. Mulder and Scully run into the park, hearing screaming and shrieking. They come to the Conundrum's trailer and see him lying on the ground, looking a little bloated. They kneel down next to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Are you all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Have you seen a, uh... uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He tries to show how big it is, but runs off in frustration, not expecting an answer. Scully runs off as well. The Conundrum looks at his stomach and rubs it as it gurgles contentedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 21&lt;br /&gt;GULF BREEZE TRAILER COURT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In the morning, the sheriff is talking to a deputy. Scully is walking slowly towards the middle of the camp.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAMILTON:&lt;/b&gt; Uh, check out the area behind that trailer. Let me know what you find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The deputy walks off and Hamilton turns to Scully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you're sure it was the twin you saw running around here. I mean, maybe it was the Fiji Mermaid and he jumped back in the river and swum his way back to Fiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hamilton walks away as Mulder walks up to her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Now you know how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mulder keeps walking. Scully walks up to Doctor Blockhead, who is tying various pieces of junk to the roof of his car. The Conundrum gets into the front seat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You're taking off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; With that thing still on the loose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; They've been searching for it all day. It can't have sustained itself for this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; It will probably try to crawl back up into it's brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, his brother Lanny died last night. I already performed the autopsy on him this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blockhead throws the rope over and walks around the car.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; So, I guess it's true, you can never go home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; His body wounds were non-fatal. He died as a result of advanced cirrhosis of the liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blockhead starts tying things on this side.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, there's a moral to the story. Lay off the booze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, his body possesses some anatomical discrepancies... some offshoots of the esophagus and trachea that almost seem umbilical in nature and... I've never seen anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blockhead finishes tying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; And you never will again. Twenty-first century genetic engineering will not only eradicate the siamese twins and the alligator-skinned people, but you're going to be hard-pressed to find, uh, a slight overbite or a not-so-high cheek bone. You see, I've seen the future and the future looks just like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He points at Mulder, who is standing in front of a trailer in a classic model pose. Hands on his hips, one foot up on the step, looking off into the distance.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine going through your whole life looking like that. That's why it's left up to the self-made freaks like me and the Conundrum to remind people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Remind people of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; Nature abhors normality. It can't go very long without creating a mutant. Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; I don't either, it's a mystery. Maybe some mysteries are never meant to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He gets in the driver's side as Mulder walks over. He looks at the Conundrum, who looks sick.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What's the matter with your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOCKHEAD:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know what his problem is. Maybe it's the Florida heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Hope it's nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONUNDRUM:&lt;/b&gt; Probably something I ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He smiles at the agents and the two freaks drive off. Scully and Mulder watch them go, then look at each other in realization.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;[THE END]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226538207453386777-4773715608159519640?l=danascullyfbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/feeds/4773715608159519640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4226538207453386777&amp;postID=4773715608159519640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/4773715608159519640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/4773715608159519640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/2010/10/humbug-episode-2x20-videosguidestillstr.html' title='&quot;Humbug&quot; - Episode 2x20 (videos,guide,stills,transcript)'/><author><name>RandoM</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKtMu0VgDeI/AAAAAAAAJUE/hfPCtWlRczI/s72-c/tlt220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226538207453386777.post-1462290362563103617</id><published>2010-10-05T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T08:39:07.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2x19 Død Kalm'/><title type='text'>"Død Kalm" - Episode 2x19 (videos,guide,stills,transcript)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKtGb0l-fdI/AAAAAAAAJT8/ey49XHh2tEs/s1600/tlt219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 75px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKtGb0l-fdI/AAAAAAAAJT8/ey49XHh2tEs/s320/tlt219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524586811688386002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Videos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Død Kalm&lt;/span&gt; - Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f0cf467ccd8b940" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f0cf467ccd8b940%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329975127%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A9F90B11ED0DF8CA66A5160590F0F2929E84CB9.4771E82E52D55FE58391ED46F3413ADF8BA37884%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f0cf467ccd8b940%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOe4vSkXPqwn-hwADxKriGVkXfXA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f0cf467ccd8b940%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329975127%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A9F90B11ED0DF8CA66A5160590F0F2929E84CB9.4771E82E52D55FE58391ED46F3413ADF8BA37884%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f0cf467ccd8b940%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOe4vSkXPqwn-hwADxKriGVkXfXA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Source: http://xfiles.wearehere.net/episodes/2x19.htm )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(216, 129, 38);"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;2X19  Dod Kalm&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When the U.S.S. Ardent disappears off the Norwegian coast just below the 65th parallel, an area Mulder refers to as the second Bermuda Triangle, where nine other vessels have disappeared since 1949. Mulder arranges for Scully with her medical background to gain access to the sole survivor Lieutenant Richard Harper at the Bethsheda Naval Hospital in Maryland. Scully is surprised to find that the 28 year old Harper is a wrinkly grey haired old man. Mulder believes it has something to do with the Philadelphia Experiment during World War II, a government project to render ships invisible to radar, which Mulder claims used technology recovered from the infamous Roswell Incident. Mulder and Scully travel to Norway to investigate, but find it difficult to get anyone to take them out to the area. Only Henry Trondheim captain of the local trawler Zeal is willing to take them. They find the U.S.S. Ardent dead in the water, a rust covered old ship despite the fact that is was only commissioned in 1991. As they explore the ship the trawler Zeal is hijacked and sails away leaving them stranded on board. They encounter a local pirate whaler Olafssen, who seems unaffected by premature ageing. They realise his apparent immunity holds the key to the case. As Mulder and Scully begin to age rapidly Scully theorises that if the U.S.S. Ardent was drifting towards a meteorite on the ocean floor, the resulting electromagnetic energy could be exciting free-radicals, the elements believed to cause ageing. &lt;p&gt; Noteworthy Quote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Scully: &lt;i&gt;"Something very strange is going on here Mulder"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Story by: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Howard Gordon &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Teleplay by: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Howard Gordon &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Alex Gansa&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Director: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Rob Bowman&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;   Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David Duchovny &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Fox Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gillian Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Dana Scully&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/p&gt; Guest Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;John Savage &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Henry Trondheim&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Mar Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Halverson&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Dmitry Chepovetsky &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Lieutenant Harper&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David Cubitt &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Captain Barclay&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Vladamir Kulich &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Olafsson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Claire Riley &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Doctor Laskose&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Stephen Dimopolous &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Ionesco&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;John Mcconnach &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Sailor&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Bob Metcalfe &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Nurse&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Kelly Irving &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Burke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode Stills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transcript Død Kalm 2x19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: http://www.insidethex.co.uk/transcrp/scrp219.htm )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1&lt;br /&gt;NORWEGIAN SEA, 65 DEGREES LATITUE,&lt;br /&gt;8 DEGREES EAST LONGITUDE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A lifeboat marked '925' hits the water and there are sounds of men preparing to abandon a ship. As some men climb down to the lifeboat, the captain confronts his lieutenant on deck. The captain appears to be in his mid-thirties, the lieutenant a few years younger.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; This is mutiny!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LT. HARPER:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir. It's survival.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; They'll come for us! They're sending help!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LT. HARPER:&lt;/b&gt; By the time they get here, it'll be too late. It may already be too late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; Don't do this! (the captain raises a gun at the lieutenant) That's an order!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAILOR:&lt;/b&gt; (from the lifeboat) Lieutenant Harper?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LT. HARPER:&lt;/b&gt; Shoot me if you want, Captain Barclay, but I'm not waiting around so I can wind up like the others.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The lieutenant climbs over the rail and down to the lifeboat. The captain lowers his weapon.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAILOR:&lt;/b&gt; Cast off!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2&lt;br /&gt;18 HOURS LATER  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(On board the Lisette, the captain and his first mate are playing blackjack on the bridge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LISETTE CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Hit me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The radar blips. They check the radar screen and see the echo of a boat straight ahead.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LISETTE FIRST MATE:&lt;/b&gt; It looks like she's just drifting out there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LISETTE CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Mmmm ... we're heading straight for her. (to radio) This is the Lisette, Canadian fishing vessel CV233, please identify. (no response) This is the Lisette, come in please. (still no response) (to first mate) Cut the engines and meet me up on deck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(On deck, they search the night with a spotlight. They see a lifeboat ahead, marked '925'.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VOICE FROM LIFEBOAT:&lt;/b&gt; Hello out there. Hey!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LISETTE CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; We're throwing you a line. Grab it and we'll pull you in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They throw out a line, and someone in the boat catches it and anchors it to the boat. As the captain and mate pull them in, they scan the crew with the spotlight.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LISETTE CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Is everybody all right? Are there any injured?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They see a group of men, all of whom appear to be extremely old. The man in front, wearing a lieutenant's pin on his lapel, appears to be Lt. Harper.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show01.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show02.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show03.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show04.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show05.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3&lt;br /&gt;BETHESDA NAVAL HOSPITAL, BETHESDA, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully gets off an elevator and meets Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully. Thanks for coming.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What was so urgent that you couldn't tell me over the phone?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I didn't want to waste any time. A Navy destroyer escort, the USS Ardent, has been missing in the North Atlantic for the past 42 hours.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Missing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, there's been no radio contact, no distress signals picked up. Search planes and satellites haven't picked up anything either.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You're saying that a ship and its entire crew just vanished?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, that's what it looked like until last night. A Canadian trawler picked up 18 survivors.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, they must have reported what happened.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Only one of those survivors is still alive. He's been taken into the ICU under heavy security.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What's wrong with him?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That's what I was hoping you could tell me. (they see a soldier guarding a door at the end of the hall) They won't let me in to see him, but because of your medical background, I was able to get you a clearance code. I want your opinion on this. His name is Harper, Lt. Richard Harper.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, wh ...?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Meet me back in my office when you're finished. Thank you. (he leaves)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In the hospital room, an extremely old looking man is on a respirator and is being attended to by a nurse. Scully reads the patient's chart.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Excuse me. Is this Lt. Richard Harper?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; That's what his wristband says.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; And he's been positively identified?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; All military personnel are fingerprinted. Those records were crosschecked at the time of admittance.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, then I think there's been some kind of a mistake here. According to this report, Lt. Harper is 28 years old. (the nurse says nothing and walks away) Why hasn't a systemic workup been ordered on this patient?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A doctor enters the room behind Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DR. LASKOS:&lt;/b&gt; I wasn't aware that my diagnostic decisions required your approval. I'm the physician in charge of this patient. Let me see your clearance.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully hands her badge to the doctor, who looks it over.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Can you tell me what's going on here? How can you explain what happened to this man?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DR. LASKOS:&lt;/b&gt; This clearance code is invalid. Where'd you get this? Who are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I am a medical doctor and I would like to see the autopsy reports on the remaining victims.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DR. LASKOS:&lt;/b&gt; I haven't got time for this. Give me my patient's chart and leave before I have you removed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully hesitates a moment, then returns the chart and exits the room.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4&lt;br /&gt;MULDER'S OFFICE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is examining some photos as Scully enters.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Something very strange is going on here, Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Did they let you in to see Lt. Harper?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I saw somebody, but whether it was actually the Lieutenant ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you mean?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He looked about 90 years old. Off by about half a century. You don't seem too surprised.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I want to show you something, Scully. (he takes her to map on the bulletin board with a number of locations marked by pins) This was the course of the USS Ardent when she disappeared. Now, I've been tracking the points of departure and destination for each of these X-files. On December 12, 1949, a Royal Navy battleship disappeared between Leeds and Cape Perry. The sea was calm, the weather sunny. In 1963, at the height of the Cuban missile crisis, a fleet of Soviet minesweepers left from here for Havana. All 6 vessels vanished without a trace. All in all, I've counted 9 unexplained disappearances. Each of them passed through here - the 65th parallel.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He points to a circled area on the map in the Norwegian Sea where all the ships' courses intersect.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Another Bermuda Triangle?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's more like a wrinkle in time, if Lt. Harper is any indication.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (frowning) A wrinkle in time? Wh ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You know anything about the Philadelphia Experiment?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It was a, uh, a program during World War II to render battleships invisible to radar. But then the Manhattan Project heated up, and it was discontinued and most of the scientists were relocated to Los Alamos.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Except none of those scientists ever made it to Los Alamos.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Where were they sent?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Roswell, New Mexico.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Are you suggesting that the Philadelphia Experiment used alien technology?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Less than nine months after the alleged crash of a UFO in Roswell, New Mexico, the USS Eldridge did more than just hide from radar screens, it disappeared altogether from the Philadelphia Navy Yard only to reappear minutes later, hundreds of miles away, in Norfolk Virginia.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; That's not possible, Mulder, not without defying all laws of, of time and space.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Those physicists may have been trying to manipulate wormholes on Earth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Wormholes?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Actual portals where matter interfaces with time at a relatively decelerated or accelerated rate. I'm betting that the military never stopped the work it began 50 years ago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; And that's what you think happened to Lt. Harper?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'll find out soon enough. I'&lt;b&gt;M BOOKED ON AN 8:&lt;/b&gt;30 flight to Norway.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Have you let Skinner in on this?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm giving myself a 24-hour head start before I give Skinner my report. I want this one myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (looking back at the map) I'm going with you. If that really was Lt. Harper, I want to know what happened to him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5&lt;br /&gt;PORT OF TILDESKAN, NORWAY  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully are talking to a captain at a crowded sailors' bar. The sailor points to an area of a map and speaks Norwegian, apparently saying "no" as he walks away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NORWEGIAN SKIPPER/SAILOR:&lt;/b&gt; Nei! Nei! Det er altfor farlig [No! No! It's way too dangerous]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; 0 for 5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What is it, Mulder? Why are they so afraid? My father spent the better part of his life at sea. He had a healthy respect for the ocean, but he never feared it. I see fear in these men's eyes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man at a nearby table speaks up and approaches them.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Brooklyn couldn't have taken you up there anyway. Your ship has to be classified ice class before it can even go past the Lofoten Basin. My name is Trondheim - Henry Trondheim. The ship you want is the Zehar, a 50-ton trawler with a double hull. It's my ship.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You're American.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I was born and raised in Pensacola. I ran a charter business there. I got fed up with tourists.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How do you feel about the sea north of Beerenburg?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; This time of year, it'll be 10 hours minimum, each way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; So you've been there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; A few times. A few times I got some of my best hauls out of there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why is everyone else so afraid to go there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Well, legends. They grew up on stories.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What stories?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; A huge stone came out of the sky and crashed into the pack ice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; A meteorite?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; An evil god. They worship it by staying away. So ... exactly what is it that you're looking for up there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; A number of things. How good are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; About as good as you're going to get, considering no one else will take you there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; When can we leave?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; As soon as we shake on a price.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder nods.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, they are en route on board the Zehar. It is dark and there is a thick fog. The radar blips and Trondheim checks it, while his mate, Halverson, looks with binoculars. Scully stands beside Trondheim, while Mulder, looking queasy, emerges from the lavatory. Scully approaches him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Feeling any better?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Uhhh ... You're lucky you inherited your father's legs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; His sea legs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (smiling) Oh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (to Trondheim) It's been about 12 hours. You said it was only gonna take 10. What's going on?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I told you before, the visibility is lousy. I've never seen it this thick.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How much longer 'til we get there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Well, we're right where you want to be. I even think we've got what you're looking for. Except one minute it's right in front of us and the next minute it's not. Like something's messing with my radar ... and my navigation system. I can't explain it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The radar screen shows an echo fading in and out, while his instruments show his bearing fluctuating widely. Halverson sees the outline of a ship emerging in the fog, straight ahead.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HALVERSON:&lt;/b&gt; Captain! Pass pε! [Look out!]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Trondheim throws the ship into reverse but the ship ahead gets closer and closer.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; We're gonna hit!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They collide, and all four are thrown forward.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Halverson! Check the hull for damage!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The four have now moved their gear onto the deck of the Ardent.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I don't get it. This is what you're looking for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The USS Ardent. It's a destroyer escort.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; All right ... what do you want with it, anyway? It's a ghost ship. I mean, look at all this corrosion. No one's been aboard this vessel in 20, 30 years.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder finds the ship's nameplate, which says "U.S.S. Ardent, 1991". The nameplate is heavily corroded and barely readable.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully. (she comes over and looks) Let's check the crew quarters first.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They go below into the crews quarters. They find a number of bodies, all of which look extemely old and are heavily crusted with a white residue.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder. They almost look mummified.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Like they've been dead a very long time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Except for this strange residue.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She reaches with a knife to scrape some of the white residue off a dead man's hand, but when she touches it, the hand breaks off. They hear an engine starting.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What was that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; An engine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; My ship!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They hurry back on deck and see the Zehar pulling away from the Ardent.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; No! That's my ship!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; You're taking my ship!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Hey! (very upset, he grabs Mulder by the lapel) That's my ship!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Halverson grabs Trondheim's shoulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HALVERSON:&lt;/b&gt; Ta det med ro! [Take it easy!]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Trondheim releases Mulder as the Zehar fades away into the fog and darkness.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully are on the bridge of the Ardent. Mulder is working on the radio from below while Scully tries it out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Nope.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right. (he makes an adjustment) Try it again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No. What is it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's caked with the same residue that's covering everything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; So we can't even send a distress signal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder stands as Trondheim comes up from below.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; The engine's so corroded down there you can't even ... you can't even tell what it is. I've never seen anything like it. Halverson's trying to salvage some parts, but basically what we are is dead in the water.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, the radio's dead too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Somebody's not telling me what's going on here. (neither Scully nor Mulder respond) Now look, that ship wasn't just my livelihood, that was my life. I have a right to some straight answers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What we're seeing here may be the result of some kind of military experiment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Military experiment?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; An artifical time band, where matter moves through time at an accelerated rate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Tell me in English.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Time may be speeding up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Right. That's almost as crazy as Halverson's "there's a rock that comes down from the sky ...".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The ship ... the ship was launched in 1991. I don't know how else to explain the extent of the corrosion or the decay of the bodies down below.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; (to Scully) You're not buying any of this, are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Before Scully can respond, they hear a yell. The three quickly go down to investigate and they hear a door creaking. Weapons raised, Mulder and Scully move back in the ship. Scully finds Halverson, dead, lying on the deck with blood coming from a wound in his head. She kneels to check him as Mulder and Trondheim catch up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What happened?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; His skull's been fractured.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Who was that? Halverson!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They hear another noise from farther back in the ship. Mulder and Scully investigate, while Trondheim kneels over Halverson's body. In the ship's galley, Mulder hears a noise and approaches the door to a small compartment. When he opens it, he finds a very old looking man cowering and clutching a bottle of whiskey.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; Captain Barclay. Commanding officer, USS Ardent.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, Mulder gives Barclay a glass of water drawn from a faucet.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Here you go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Barclay drinks, shakily holding the glass with both hands.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Captain Barclay, um, according to your log, shortly after the navigation system failed, several of your crew members saw something in the sea - a growing light.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; It, it came up through the fog, in the middle of the night. Like it was on fire.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Do you have any idea what it might have been?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; Power loss. Everything stopped. Everything. Even the sea. Even the wind. Then the ship, my ship, she began to bleed through the hull near the rivet seams.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HALVERSON:&lt;/b&gt; (laughing) He's a drunkard. He's a drunkard! And he killed Halverson. To hell with him, I don't have to listen to his lies!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm no liar. It happened, first to some of my men and then to all of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What happened?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; Time got lost.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully exchange a glance as Barclay starts wheezing.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It's OK, captain. You can take it easy. We're gonna do whatever we can to help you out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN BARCLAY:&lt;/b&gt; What can you do? You can't do anything. I'm 35 years old.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder pulls Scully aside for a quiet, private conversation.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; There's no way he killed Halverson.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I'd have to agree with you. That blow that killed Halverson was delivered with considerable strength, and he can't even hold a glass with two hands.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That means there's somebody else on board.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Next morning, an emotional Trondheim prepares to bury Halverson's body at sea.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; You were a good first mate. You left me alone, and you did your job. It's a shame this had to happen to you so young.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; God vei videre [Farewell/Goodbye, old buddy]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(After saying a few words in Norwegian, Trondheim then lets Halverson's shrouded body slip overboard. As Trondheim crosses himself, a man approaches and takes a swing at him with a pipe. He ducks under it, but the man then knocks Trondheim to the deck. As he raises the pipe for a third try, Mulder appears and draws his gun on him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Put it down! Put down the pipe! Put it down!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He complies. Trondheim gets to his feet and kicks the pipe away. He then grabs the man by the throat.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I could kill you for what you've done.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Back off, Trondheim!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; He killed Halverson!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He may be our only chance to figure out what happened. Look at him. Look at him! He hasn't aged. Back off!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Trondheim releases him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; His name's Olafsson.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You know him?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Everybody in Gildeskal knows him. He's a pirate whaler. He's a wanted criminal. He supplies whales to the Japanese black market. Blues, belugas, sperms.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Ask him how he got here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Trondheim asks Olafsson a question in Norwegian.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Hvordan kom du hit? [How did you get here?]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Dra til helvete [Go to hell!]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Olafsson's terse reply prompts Trondheim to lunge at him again but Mulder stops him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We'll question him later. I don't want to leave Scully alone, in case there are others.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Olafsson, Trondheim and Mulder go back below and join Scully. Trondheim gives a terse command to Olafsson in Norwegian as he pushes him along.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I think we found who killed Halverson.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; He'd have killed me too, if it wasn't for Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; The ship's log says something about four Norweigian sailors who were picked up when their vessel had sunk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I guarantee it was Olafsson's men, took my boat and left him stranded there. It's just like these dogs to slit each other's throats.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Maybe we should ask the Captain some more questions.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, Captain Barclay is dead. I don't know how it happened, it was just in the last 15 minutes. It's just like those men below. It's more than rapid aging, Mulder. It's almost as if he's turning into a pillar of salt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Is that what this substance is?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, it appears to be crystalline, but beyond that ...?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right, we're all tired. Let's stow the captain's body and tie up Olafsson so we can all get some rest. I'll take first watch, in case he's not alone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, all are asleep except Mulder. His wristwatch timer goes off and he walks toward Scully, who is asleep with her head on a table.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mmmm. I just fell asleep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You want a few more minutes?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No. I'm up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(As she lifts her head, we see that her face looks about 20 years older.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She sees that Mulder is similarly affected.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, what happened to you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Trondheim is looking in a mirror. He is also showing signs of aging. Mulder and Scully are nearby.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Time acceleration is an equation, Mulder, a theory.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Then theoretically it's possible. What else could it be?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, whatever it is, it isn't a time warp. None of us has directly observed any of the phenomenon recorded in the ship's log. There is no hard evidence to indicate that this is a time warp.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We're the evidence, Scully! Look at us! We're aging by the minute.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, if this is rapid aging phenomena, then why hasn't our hair greyed or started to fall out?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; (motioning toward Olafsson) Then what about him, huh? What about him? Why isn't he getting old?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He directs some words at Olafsson.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Hvorfor blir du ikke gammel? [Why haven't you gotten older?]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Relax, relax, Trondheim. Save your energy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; (to Mulder) I don't have to listen to you. It's because of you that we got into this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Nobody twisted your arm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I signed on to bring you here. Not to die.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, what do you know about free radicals?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Is this a quiz?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; They are highly reactive chemicals containing extra electrons. Now, they can attack DNA proteins, they can cause our body tissue and cell membranes to oxidize.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Grow old, you mean?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It's the prevailing theory on how our bodies age.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; So you think something is triggering that reaction in us?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; This is just a theory. But what if this ship is drifting towards another massive metallic source, like a meteor. Maybe it's way down deep in the ocean or embedded into an iceberg. But the two could effectively be acting as positive and negative terminals with the ocean itself being a kind of giant battery. That level of electromagnetic energy could be exciting the free radicals and effectively oxidizing every piece of matter in its field.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Trondheim notices several drops of red liquid falling onto the floor from above.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It makes sense, Scully. The organic equivalent to rust would be rapid premature senescence.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They look up and see that liquid is leaking from a flange in an overhead pipe.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Captain Barclay said the ship was bleeding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder rubs some of the liquid between his fingers.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's not blood, Scully. It's rust. Trondheim, you keep an eye on Olafsson.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Where are you going?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder. Where are we going?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm not sure yet, but we don't have much time to get there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully walk back through the ship. Mulder is looking at the overhead pipes. All are darkly colored except for one yellow pipe.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; See this yellow pipe? It's the only one that hasn't corroded through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(As they follow the pipe, Trondheim and Olafsson are still in the dining order. They converse in Norwegian.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Hei, Trondheim, komme her. Det er noe jeg vil fortelle deg. [Hey Trondheim, come here. There's something I want to tell you.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Det er ikke noe du kan fortelle meg som jeg er interesserte i. [There's nothing you can tell me that I want to know.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Er du sikker? Hvor gikk de andre du, tror du? Og hvorfor tror du de etterlot deg? [Are you sure? Where do you think the other two went? And why do you think they left you behind?]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Jeg vet hva du prψver ε gjψre, Olafsson. [I know what you're trying to do, Olafsson.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Hvis du ikke stoler pε meg, sε stole pε de egne ψyne. Du sε hva som hendte til kapteinen. Det tar bare et par timer. Men du behψver ikke ε dψ. [If you don't trust me, trust your own eyes. You saw what happened to the captain. It only takes a few hours. But you don't have to die.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Vi mε alle dψ. [We all have to die.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Ikke pε denne mεten. [Not like this.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; (angrily) Hvorfor skulle jeg hψre pε deg? Du er en lψgner og en morder. [Why should I listen to you? You're a murderer.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Jeg bare drepte gutten for ε overleve. Du ville gjψre det samme. Du kan fremdeles gjψre det. [I only killed the boy in order to survive. You'd have done the same. You still might.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; OK, jeg hψrer hva du sier. Fortell meg den store hemmeligheten. [OK, I'm listening. Tell me this big secret.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Fψrst la meg gε. [First, let me go.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Hvordan vet jeg at du forteller sannheten? [How do I know you're telling the truth?]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLAFSSON:&lt;/b&gt; Se pε meg, Trondheim. Og sε, se pε deg selv. [Look at me, Trondheim. Then take a look at yourself.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully have followed the pipe to where it goes down through a hatch labeled "sewage processing hold". They open the hatch, descend some stairs and open a large door. Inside they find many rats as well as clothing and other signs that the area has been recently occupied.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Olafsson and his men.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why would they hold up here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder notices a slow drip from a faucet in a large tank in the room.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; This is the only drinkable water on the ship. We were both wrong, Scully. It's the water. All the other water's been contaminated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Contaminated how?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Something must have gotten into the desalination tanks where all the ship's potable water is stored. But the water in the sewage system is recycled again and again. It doesn't come from the sea.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, if you're right, then Captain Barclay's drinking binge is what kept him alive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (banging on the tank) The water from this tank may do the same for us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It doesn't sound like there's very much left.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In another part of the ship, Olafsson sits motionless next to blood-stained pipes, apparently killed by Trondheim. Trondheim is using his hand to drink water out of the toilet.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 8  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Back in the crew dining area, Mulder holds up the rope that was binding Olafsson and confronts Trondheim. Olafsson is nowhere to be seen.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What happened? You were supposed to watch him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I feel pretty bad about it. I shouldn't have dozed off. Well, what do you want me to say? He's gone, he got away.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (angrily) I want to know what happened?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I can ask the same of you. You're the one that tied him up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; There's nothing wrong with my knot! This rope's been severed!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; I don't like being interrogated. I don't owe you any explanations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Trondheim starts to walk past Mulder, who grabs him by the shirt. Trondheim grabs Mulder as well, and they grapple briefly.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Trondheim!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder draws his gun.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Let go of me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Look, we have a lot of work to do here. I'm gonna need blood and urine samples from both of you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; What for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; We found out what caused the aging.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; What is it now? The two of you are full of theories. First it's one thing, then it's another. By the time you figure out what it is, we'll all be dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's the water, Trondheim. Something got into the de-sal tanks, but the water in the sewage system is untainted.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It kept Olafsson alive this long, maybe it will slow the process in us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; This is good news, isn't it? So what happens now?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(It is now daylight outside. Scully is writing in a journal.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (voice-over) It has been 18 hours, 45 minutes since the onset of symptoms. Rudimentary blood tests have revealed impossibly high concentrations of sodium choloride - salt - though the contaminated water itself is not saline. It appears to catalyze existing body fluids, causing massive and rapid cellular damage. The untainted water has slowed the degenerative progression in Trondheim and me, but Mulder has fared less well, perhaps because of the dehydration he suffered on the way here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder places a urine sample on the table. While Scully looks somewhat older than previously, Mulder is more considerably aged and has developed a twitch in his neck.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I think I just lapped George Burns.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'll be right back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully takes the sample to a make-shift laboratory that she has set up across the room. Trondheim edges up behind her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; If you've got something to say, say it but don't hover behind me like that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; The water isn't helping him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Then maybe we should double his rations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; What for? A lake full of water isn't going to bring him back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; We don't know that for sure. Not yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Look at him! We've wasted too much water on him as it is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Who are you to decide?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; You don't have to be a doctor to see that he isn't gonna make it. But you and me, Scully ... you and me ... we better start looking out for ourselves.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks over his shoulder at Scully and Trondheim, but it is not clear whether he heard them. Scully has transferred the sample to a test tube and drops a reactant into it. The sample turns red.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, Scully writes in her journal as Mulder sleeps.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (voice-over) Mulder's urinalysis continues to indicate his kidneys' failure to excrete the substance I'm calling "heavy salt". Whether the untainted water taken from the sewage system is even helping him at all is unclear. What does remain clear to me is that I can't give up trying.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Across the room, Trondheim turns off a lantern to go to sleep.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, it is dark outside and Scully is leaning her head against a pipe and dozing. She awakens to see that Trondheim is no longer there. She hears a bump and the sound of water flowing. She grabs a flashlight and heads back to investigate. She hears a rumble and sees the water being pumped from the toilet, which has a yellow pipe behind it. She goes back into the sewage processing hold and opens the door, finding Trondheim at work inside.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Trondheim! What are you doing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Listen to this. (he bangs the water tank with a wrench) You know what that is? It's a funeral bell. There's only a few gallons left, maybe less.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; There's enough to keep us all alive for a few more days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Or one of us alive long enough to be rescued.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks toward her. Scully draws her gun and cocks the hammer.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Don't come any closer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; What are you gonna do? Shoot me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Trondheim, listen to me. The navy knows where we are. They know these coordinates and they're gonna be here soon. So why don't we just go back up into the mess hall ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He continues to approach her and she gives ground.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Why don't you just go ahead and shoot me if you think that I'm gonna let Mulder have another drop.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He pushes her back out of the room and closes the door, wedging the wrench in the handle and locking himself in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Trondheim! Trondheim!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully frantically goes through the crew's quarters and galley looking for other sources of water. She finds a snow globe in the quarters and a can of sardines in the galley. She carefully drains the liquid from the sardines into a glass. When she comes back to the dining area, Mulder is awake and reading her journal. He continues to look worse than her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You're almost out of pages. It's good you kept a record.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Trondheim's locked himself in the sewage hold. He's backflushed all the water and he's keeping it for himself. I looked everywhere and this is all I could find. (she places a capped jar half full of yellowish liquid on the table) It's sardine juice, half a dozen lemons and uh, the water from a snow globe. (Mulder licks his lips) It's not Evian, but ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You go ahead and drink it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, Mulder!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's the only logical choice, Scully. You're a woman. Your life expectancy is greater, and your body retains more water in fatty tissues.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; That's more reason for you to drink it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You have a much greater chance of surviving until help comes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Don't do this, Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Don't be so stubborn, Scully. You know I'm right.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, there isn't much liquid to make a difference anyway.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; There might be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He pushes the jar across the table toward her. Scully looks at him, then the jar, then downward for a moment.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(There is a metallic groaning sound and the ship suddenly shudders, knocking both Mulder and Scully to the floor. The jar vibrates along table. In the sewage hold, Trondheim is also knocked to the floor. In the dining area, Mulder and Scully get back to their seats.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What was that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The outer hull must have finally corroded through, which means we're taking on water.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder ... the water.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The jar is broken on the floor. They look at one another as odd noises continue to be heard from the ship.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In the sewage hold, several pipes burst and spray water. Suddenly a bulkhead gives way and water starts pouring in. Trondheim removes the wrench and struggles to open the door, but it won't open.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRONDHEIM:&lt;/b&gt; Uhhh! Can't open the door! Help me! Help me! Help me!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He continues to call and bang on the door as the hold fills. Then there is silence as he has drowned.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 9&lt;br /&gt;14 HOURS LATER  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder, trembling badly, sits to the side as Scully writes in her journal.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I always thought when I got older I'd maybe take a cruise somewhere. This isn't exactly what I had in mind. The service on this ship is terrible, Scully. (she smiles) It's not fair. It's not our time. We still have work to do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully puts down her pen and turns toward him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder ... When they found me, after the doctors and even my family had given up, I experienced something that I never told you about. Even now it's hard to find the words. But there's one thing I'm certain of. As certain as I am of this life, we have nothing to fear when it's over.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder has slumped over to his side.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm so tired.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You should sleep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She strokes his forehead.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, Scully writes in her journal.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (voice-over) Agent Fox Mulder lost consciousness at approximately 4:30 this morning, the 12th of March. There is nothing more I can do for him, or for myself. Supplies are exhausted, no food or liquid consumed for over 24 hours. The outer hull most probably flooded, though for now the inner hull is supporting the ship's mass. Among Halverson's belongings, I found a children's book of Norse legends. From what I can tell, the pictures show the end of the world - not in a sudden firestorm of damnation as the Bible teaches us, but in a slow covering blanket of snow. First the moon and the stars will be lost in a dense white fog, then the rivers and the lakes and the sea will freeze over. And finally a wolf named Skoll will open his jaws and eat the sun, sending the world into an everlasting night. I think I hear the wolf at the door.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully drops her pen and her eyes close.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, a rescuer boards the vessel and searches the decks below with a flashlight. In the dining area, he finds Mulder and Scully slumped over on opposite sides of a table, as well as her journal.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Much later, Dr. Laskos at Bethesda Naval Hospital is shining a light into Scully's eyes to check her response and trying to awaken her. She looks considerably better.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DR. LASKOS:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Scully? Agent Scully, can you hear me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (groggily) Mmmm. Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DR. LASKOS:&lt;/b&gt; It's been 36 hours since your rescue. I've got you on dialysis with a high-flux filter. You're obviously responding well. Your electrolytes are almost back to normal and your fluid status has been corrected.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully opens her eyes, swallows and raises her head slightly but then it falls back on the pillow and she closes her eyes. As her mind clears, she raises her head again.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder? Where is he?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She looks to her right and sees Mulder in the next bed, still unconscious but looking much better.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DR. LASKOS:&lt;/b&gt; His endocrine system was considerably more compromised than yours. Frankly, we didn't think that he'd make it - until we discovered this. (she shows Scully's journal) Based on your observations, we're giving him a course of synthetic hormones, which seems to be working.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Whatever caused this is still out there. I have to talk to a naval liaison. We have to salvage the ship in order to study the salt ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DR. LASKOS:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Scully, the ship was taking on water. 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Mulder and Scully are called in to investigate after the death of a federal employee and the destruction of personal property is linked to an escaped elephant, despite the fact that no witnesses saw the creature. Mulder and Scully travel to Idaho and meet Ed Meecham, the elephant trainer at the Fairfield Zoo who shows them that the elephant's cage is still locked. He suggests they talk to Willa Ambrose, a naturalist hired by the zoo to develop more suitable habitat for the animals. She explains that she was hired to improve conditions at the zoo after pressure from an animal activist group called the Wild Again Organization. She also tells them to talk to Kyle Lang, a member of the WAO. Their meeting leads Scully to believe that the WAO is to blame, a theory given credence when a member of the group is mauled to death by an escaped tiger while attempting to break in to the zoo. However Mulder confers with Frohike and Byers of The Lone Gunman via a satellite linkup. They inform him that the Fairfield Zoo is renowned for never having had a successful live birth in captivity. Which leads Mulder to the conclusion that extraterrestrial are impregnating the zoo animals and harvesting the embryos as part of a conservation plan. When Mulder expresses his theory to Willa Ambrose she is incredulous until Scully's autopsy on the elephant reveals that it had been pregnant in the past. It seems the only place to find the answers is in the cage of a hand signing gorilla. &lt;p&gt; Noteworthy Quote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Sophie the gorilla: &lt;i&gt;"Man save man"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Writer: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Steve De Jarnatt&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Director: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; James Whitmore Jr&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;   Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David Duchovny &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Fox Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gillian Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Dana Scully&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/p&gt; Guest Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Charles Andre &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Ray Floyd&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Jack Rader &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Ed Meecham&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Jayne Atkinson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Willa Ambrose&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Lance Guest &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Kyle Lang&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Bruce Harwood &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Byers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Tom Braidwood &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Frohike&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Dean Haglund &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Langly&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Garvin Cross &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Red Head Kid&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Tom Glass &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Trucker&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Jody St Michael &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Sophie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode Stills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transcript Fearful Symmetry 2x18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: http://www.insidethex.co.uk/transcrp/scrp218.htm )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1&lt;br /&gt;IDAHO MUTUAL INSURANCE TRUST, FAIRFIELD, IDAHO  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Two janitors are cleaning the lobby after hours. A radio is playing, and the younger one is dancing with his mop. The older one looks over at him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 1:&lt;/b&gt; [They don't pay you to dance, Roberto!]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 2:&lt;/b&gt; Okay, okay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 1:&lt;/b&gt; (pointing overhead at the security camera) [God is watching.]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 2:&lt;/b&gt; Okay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The first janitor lays a cigarette on end on the floor. The floor begins to shake and the cigarette vibrates across the floor tile. The security camera shakes in its support, and a loud thumping is heard. The first janitor turns off the radio, and he and second janitor look toward the large front window. Suddenly it shatters. They duck, then run to the window to look outside. A path of destruction works its way up the street. First a car is crushed, then a street sign is bent and a sidewalk stand is crushed. A second car is then crushed and shoved onto the sidewalk. The janitors look on in amazement. The first janitor crosses himself.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 1:&lt;/b&gt; Santa maria san locos.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Some road construction men are drinking coffee when they hear an approaching rumble.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 1:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell is that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They see nothing, but the road barricades leading to them are crushed one by one.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 2:&lt;/b&gt; Hey! Get out of the way!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They scatter except for the first worker who stays in the roadway. He is suddenly thrown backward and there is the sound of an angry elephant. The other men go to their fallen co-worker.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 3:&lt;/b&gt; He's hurt bad, man!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 2:&lt;/b&gt; Hurry up! Get an ambulance!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(It is early morning and a truck tractor is bob-tailing down a highway in the fog. The driver calls in on his CB radio.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BREWER:&lt;/b&gt; (to CB) This is Wesley Brewer out on Route 7. Looks like About an 8:00 ETA on that trailer pickup. This fog's gonna slow me down.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISPATCHER:&lt;/b&gt; (on CB) 10-4, Wesley.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Out of the fog ahead, an elephant suddenly appears, heading straight for the tractor.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BREWER:&lt;/b&gt; Mother of God!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He slams on the brakes, and the tractor comes to a stop inches from the elephant. The elephant moves alongside the cab and stares at Brewer for a moment, then moves on.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Two state police cars speed down the highway, sirens blaring. They stop at a group of people standing on the road. A young child is crying. They approach the elephant, lying on its side in the road.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; She was just lying there when we found her, officer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The elephant is alive but unable to get up. As the young child continues to cry, another child kneels in front of the animal. The elephant moans.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show01.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show02.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show03.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show04.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show05.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully is outside the Idaho Mutual Trust Building, interviewing the two janitors.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; So you saw nothing when the window broke? No one outside?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 1:&lt;/b&gt; No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 2:&lt;/b&gt; (shaking his head) Nothing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANITOR 1:&lt;/b&gt; We heard a noise like thunder. Then glass everywhere.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Okay. Thank you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The janitors leave. Mulder, who was in the building, climbs out through the broken window frame.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What did the janitors say?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; They claim they didn't see anything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That's not surprising. The security monitors don't have a recording of anything either. Just a giant implosion of glass like some kind of giant shock wave.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What the janitors describe sounds more like a sonic boom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No sonic boom did this. (points to the crushed car on the street) The construction worker who was killed had his spine crushed like a string of seashells, a circular abrasion on his torso in roughly the shape of an elephant's foot. Other workers at the site said they felt the ground shake followed by a faint whiff of animal odor in the wind.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, if you're still suggesting that the elephant did this, it just defies logic. Somebody would have seen it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, if somebody would have seen it, Scully, we wouldn't be here. Another vehicle would have left evidence of a collision - distress to the metal, or paint. I can see signs of neither of those things. I'd be willing to admit the possibility of a tornado but it's not really tornado season. I'd even be willing to entertain the notion of a black hole passing over the area ... (Scully gives him a skeptical glance) ... or some cosmic anomaly, but it's not really black hole season, either. (he smiles) If I was a betting man I'd say that it was, uh, ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; An invisible elephant?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I saw David Copperfield make the Statue of Liberty disappear once.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man approaches who just drove up in a panel truck.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Ed Meecham, Fairfield Zoo. Sorry for the holdup. We had trouble transporting Ganesha's body this morning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; This is Agent Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; (to Scully) Hi.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Have they determined what he died of?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; She. Ganesha was a 12-year-old Indian female. Near as I can figure, she ran herself into exhaustion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How did she escape?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Well now, there's a puzzle. When I got the call this morning, I expected to find her cage open or something but it was locked tight just like I left it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Any idea how she could have escaped a locked cage?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir. No signs of tampering.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I've read about something called the elephant rebellion in zoos across the country - a high incidence of elephants turning on their keepers, destroying their pens. Was Ganesha ever a problem like that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Elephants are very big, very willful animals.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; So you're saying there were problems?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Well, the person you're gonna want to talk to about that is Willa Ambrose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Ambrose?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; She's a naturalist. She was hired by the Board of Supervisors last year to oversee things. Well, now she's supposed to be the reigning authority.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, let me ask you something. In your opinion, the damage here on the street - could this have been caused by an escaped elephant?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; In my honest opinion?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Sure. Will you excuse me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Meecham walks away. Mulder walks along looking at the trash on the street.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What're you looking for, Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; A local paper. I want to see if David Copperfield's in town.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3&lt;br /&gt;FAIRFIELD ZOO  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The zoo is open. Mulder and Scully approach a zoo worker.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Excuse me. We're looking for Willa Ambrose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER:&lt;/b&gt; (pointing) There.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER:&lt;/b&gt; Sure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They approach Willa Ambrose, who is standing with a clipboard along one of the zoo's paths.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Miss Ambrose?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm Agent Dana Scully. (flashes her badge) This is Agent Mulder. We're with the FBI.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; How can I help you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, a federal employee was fatally injured last night, and there seems to be a case developing around the elephant that escaped from your zoo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; It was my understanding that the eyewitnesses to the accident said that they didn't know how the man was killed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Actually, what we're trying to determine is how Ganesha escaped.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Well, what did Ed tell you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He said he found the cage locked, the same way he left it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; What more can I say?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I don't want to belabor this, but a man was found trampled to death. An animal from your zoo was found 43 miles from here. No one's looking to place any blame, we're just trying to understand the facts that led up to this incident.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They are now in a concrete building, and Willa shows them a heavy padlock on a seven-foot heavy metal door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; This is where Ganesha was held when she wasn't in her habitat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who has keys to this lock?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Only myself and Mr. Meecham. Otherwise, this is a restricted area. (Scully is looking at the tops of the bars to the cage) Elephants aren't particularly good jumpers if that's what you're thinking.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, I was just wondering why such a small pen for such a large animal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; The zoo was built in the 1940s. The pens and habitats are all too confining. I was brought on to expand and create more humane environments. Unfortunately, these things take time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder has been looking at a tie-down ring with chains attached.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Those, uh, chains on the ground there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Those are tie-downs. They're meant to restrict the animal's movement. I disallowed their use when I came to work here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Disallowed their use by whom?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; It was Ed Meecham's practice. It reflected an old, nonprogressive zoo policy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How's your relationship with Ed Meecham?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I'm his boss and I'm a woman, and Ed doesn't like that much.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Would he be vindictive enough to let Ganesha go as an act of sabotage?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Well, if he did that would be foolish. The facility is running at a deficit and in danger of losing its funding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Have you spoken about the incident with Ed?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; No. I think Ed's got enough dealing with the W.A.O.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; W.A.O?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's the Wild Again Organization - they're a radical group that believes any captive animal is a crime against nature.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Believe me they're gonna have a field day with this one. Excuse me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4&lt;br /&gt;CONSTRUCTION SITE, HIGHWAY 24  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Among the debris from the previous night's accident, Scully and Mulder are talking to Kyle Lang, leader of the local W.A.O. Scully and Mulder are examining some photographs taken of Ganesha lying on the highway.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; The W.A.O. believes only tragedy results from keeping animals in captivity. In the wild, an elephant like that would roam an area 20 square miles, minimum. Ganesha weighed in excess of 5000 pounds, and she was being held in a 50 by 50 foot cage.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; And you consider that inhumane treatment?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; It's like you or I living in a pickle barrel.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; According to FBI files, you've been arrested over a dozen times for activities involving the kidnapping of circus and zoo animals.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; The W.A.O. sees it as liberation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Hmmm. Were you involved in the liberation of Ganesha?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; That would make me an accessory to murder, wouldn't it? (Scully arches her eyebrows) Endangering these animals is against everything we believe. These are incredibly spiritual creatures. Their rituals and behavior are linked to a past no man ever witnessed. Did you know they actually bury their dead? They can visit an elephant graveyard centuries old and know instinctively where the bones of their ancient ancestors lie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you think Ganesha was running from?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; You want to see what she was running from? I'll show you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They are now in the W.A.O. office. Lang is showing them a video of two men forcibly pulling an elephant to its feet. Another younger member of the W.A.O. is in the room with them.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; This is how Ed Meecham treats these majestic animals.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; This is still going on?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Ed Meecham's a barbarian. He's been torturing animals at the Fairfield Zoo for years. We figure he's still at it. Eventually we're  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;gonna get some proof. We're here to put pressure on the zoo. We're keeping track of what goes on there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Even though Willa Ambrose claims that she's put a stop to most of his old practices?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Whatever Willa Ambrose's intentions, she's too preoccupied to really know how Meecham operates.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Preoccupied with what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; A lawsuit she's fighting against the Malawi government over a lowland gorilla named Sophie. Willa rescued her from a north African customs house ten years ago. Raised her like a child. Now the Malawi government wants her back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Will they win?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; This is a perfect example of man's imperialism over the animal kingdom - this craven impulse to turn animals into objects for our own selfish pleasure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I thought you said she rescued this gorilla.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, rescued her so she could spend a life behind bars. Her obligation should have been to return the gorilla to the wild. All animals should run free.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Even if that means trampling a man to death?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Maybe he should have gotten out of the way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sure he would have if he'd seen it coming. Thanks for your time, sir, and we'll get back to you soon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully appears annoyed at Lang. On their way out, Scully notices a video camera on a shelf.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They step out of the W.A.O. office. It is now dark.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's all happening at the zoo, Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, we found our suspects.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You think they busted out the elephant?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, you heard the man - "all animals should run free."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What about all the eyewitness accounts, the security tapes from the video camera, the fact no one saw an elephant until it was miles away from the zoo?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, the lights they were using at the construction site were mercury vapor, 10,000 candlepower. They can restrict a man's ability to adjust his vision to the dark. And their security cameras are poor quality. A gray elephant may not have registered an image on tape in the dim light in front of the building.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Ah, I'm not buying it, Scully. I think these guys are all talk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; These guys are dedicated to exactly this kind of activity, unabashedly. Did you check out the night vision camera they had lying on the shelf?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It wouldn't surprise me if they tried to capitalize on their success.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; By doing what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; By liberating another animal. Willa Ambrose said that the zoo was in trouble financially. A loss of another big exhibit could shut them down entirely.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right. You keep an eye on the W.A.O.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; And where are you going?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Talk to the animals.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5&lt;br /&gt;JOJO'S COPY CENTER  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is in a satellite conference room. Frohike and Byers are projected onto the screen.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROHIKE:&lt;/b&gt; Beam me up, Scotty.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Did anybody ever tell you the camera loves you, Frohike?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROHIKE:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, the arresting officers at the "Free James Brown" rally.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYERS:&lt;/b&gt; So what's this costing the taxpayers, Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Uh, about 150 bucks an hour.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROHIKE:&lt;/b&gt; Ouch. Almost as much as Bill Clinton's haircuts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where's Langley?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYERS:&lt;/b&gt; He has a philosophical issue with having his image bounced off a satellite.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROHIKE:&lt;/b&gt; What are you doing in Idaho?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm in the town of Fairfield. What do you know about it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYERS:&lt;/b&gt; They got a little zoo there. Lots of strange lore - animals escaping, disappearing without a trace.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Any idea why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROHIKE:&lt;/b&gt; You're not far from the Mountain Home Air Base. Major UFO hot spot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYERS:&lt;/b&gt; Weird fact, Mulder. No animal at Fairfield Zoo has ever brought a pregnancy to term.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROHIKE:&lt;/b&gt; Not a cub or a chick.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYERS:&lt;/b&gt; The woman who runs the zoo has a gorilla that knows sign language - supposedly with a vocabulary of 1,000 words.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder's cell phone rings. Frohike steps toward the camera.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROHIKE:&lt;/b&gt; If that's the lovely Agent Scully, let her know I've been working out. I'm buff.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (smiling) (to phone) Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(It is the lovely Agent Scully. She is a short distance from the entrance to the zoo.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, it's me. I was right. I just followed the kid from the W.A.O. to the zoo. He's just about to make it over the fence.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right, I'll be right there, Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The kid scales the chain-link fence. Scully runs to the fence and climbs over it as well. The kid walks through the zoo, with Scully keeping a discreet distance. The kid climbs over a stone barrier. As Scully approaches the barrier, a hand grabs her shoulder and turns her around. She gasps in surprise.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell are you doing here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; There's a member of the W.A.O. on the premises.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Come with me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They enter a zoo building, as the kid continues through the zoo. He pulls the night vision camera out of a flannel bag.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder pulls up at the zoo entrance and he also climbs the fence.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The kid walks alongside a tiger's cage, and the tiger snarls at him. Several other animals, including a lion, a cougar, a baboon and several birds, start making lots of noise.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully and Meecham are still inside a zoo building. They hear the racket outside.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What's going on?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In another building, Willa Ambrose looks up as Sophie, in a cage across the room, also become agitated.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; (motioning with sign language) It's okay, Sophie. Calm down.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Outside, the kid points the night vision camera at the tiger and begins filming. Suddenly, there is a blinding light and the kid shields his eyes. When the light fades, the tiger has disappeared. He hears a roar behind him and whirls around but sees nothing. He is knocked to the ground and drops the camera, which is still filming. His face has several large cuts as if he's been clawed. He is then grabbed by the neck and thrashed from side to side, although there is no animal visible. He screams as the camera continues filming.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6&lt;br /&gt;W.A.O. OFFICES  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully is questioning Kyle Lang. Several police officers are also in the room.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know what you're talking about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You have no idea what he was doing at the zoo?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; If you're asking me if I have any idea of his intentions, the answer is simple. Not the slightest.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully holds up a plastic bag with the night vision camera in it.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What if I said I saw this camera sitting up there on the shelf yesterday?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Guess I never noticed it before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; A tiger is missing, and a member of your organization is dead. For such a principled man, you show an amazing lack of emotion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; If the tiger killed this person, then it was a natural act.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, if I find evidence that he was releasing those animals under your orders, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life behind bars.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder opens the door and enters.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He motions to her. Scully walks out, handing the bag with the camera to an officer at the door. They walk through the building.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You know, that guy really pisses me off.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You okay, Scully?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You calmed down?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She shoots him a not-so-pleasant look.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Have they found the tiger yet?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, but I looked at the cassette from the kid's recorder. He wasn't killed by the tiger.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Unless it's trick photography, that kid was killed by some kind of phantom attacker.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You saw his body, Mulder. That kid was mauled to death. He had deep claw marks on his chest and on his back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I can't explain it either, but I know someone who might be able to.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully are walking through a building at the zoo.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Excuse me? Miss Ambrose? May we have a word with you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa Ambrose is carrying a clipboard and was just going into a room with a "Sick Animal - Restricted" sign on the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know anything more than I've already told the police. I have nothing to say.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Is this where you keep Sophie?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Sophie is ill.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You think we could meet her? We're not here to try to take her away from you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She opens the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie is sitting in her cage, moaning.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; About six weeks ago I had to take Sophie out of her public habitat. She'd become so withdrawn and depressed, she'd curl into a ball in the corner of her cage and just shiver.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Did you ask her why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; All the time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What'd she say?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; "Light afraid." Literally, she's afraid of the light.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; She speaks to you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Over 600 words using American sign language. She understands over a thousand. I'll show you her vocabulary list.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She steps over to her desk.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Is this who you wanted to speak to, Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's basic investigative procedure, Agent Scully - interview all possible witnesses.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa returns and hands both of them a piece of paper.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Gorillas are highly sensitive creatures, and Sophie's use of language skills makes her even more so.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why would she be afraid of the light?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Well, you've obviously heard about the trouble with the Malawi government. There's a chance that Sophie could be taken away from me, and I think that she knows that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder has been looking at some "drawings" on the wall.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Are these Sophie's?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you think they mean?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Well, until recently Sophie desperately wanted a baby. The brown object in the center (points to one of the drawings) is her expression of that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Have you tried to mate her?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; We were looking for a partner but under these stressful conditions I didn't want to put her through it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Do you have a veterinary facility here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right, this may seem like a rather strange request but it might help explain what's been going on here. I'm gonna need your help on this, too, Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully are standing on a scaffold, while Willa works below, exposing Ganesha's chest cavity. Scully is wearing gloves and coveralls and a flashlight on her head.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I hope you know what you're getting us into, Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm pretty sure of what we're gonna find.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; This isn't exactly in my job description.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; And the next thing you know, they'll be doing it on MTV Sports.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; (from below) Okay. The elephant's cavity is clear. I'm ready for you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully climbs down the scaffold to join her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; The knife's right down there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Okay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I've been told there's never been a successful pregnancy at the Fairfield Zoo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Sounds like you've been talking to Kyle Lang.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully takes the knife and kneels down, out of sight. Various squishing noises are heard.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, is it true?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. But I don't think for the reasons Kyle claims - not because Ed Meecham has done anything to these animals.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why then?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Because bringing a pregnancy to term in captivity is always difficult.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But a perfect failure rate?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I know. It's one of the things I was determined to change when I came to the zoo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Was an attempt ever made to mate Ganesha?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; No. Mating an elephant out of the wild is rarely successful. There have only been six elephants born in captivity over the last ten years.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully re-appears with a large piece of elephant tissue that she hands to Willa.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Here's the uterine tissue, but I'm still not clear on what you expect to find.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully is now examining the uterine tissue with a magnifier.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You're right, Mulder. The signs in the uterus and ovaries are unmistakable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; So what did you find?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; This animal had been pregnant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; What are you talking about?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; There's evidence of hyperplasia and the corpus luteum is ruptured.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; That's not possible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Neither is an invisible elephant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; What is going on here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Whatever it is it's been going on for some time, and I think you'll find evidence of the same thing when your tiger returns.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7&lt;br /&gt;BLAKE TOWERS CONSTRUCTION SITE, DOWNTOWN BOISE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Two workmen are carrying a large piece of wood over their shoulders.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 1:&lt;/b&gt; I still can't believe you bet on the Chargers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(There is a loud thump in the background. The other worker stops.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 2:&lt;/b&gt; You hear that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 1:&lt;/b&gt; Hear what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(There is a second sound, much closer and sounding more like a roar. The two men look to their right, wide-eyed.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Some time later, police and emergency vehicles surround the building. A van pulls up, and Ed Meecham gets out with a rifle.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Where's the tiger?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;POLICEMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Somewhere inside the construction site. He's got two men trapped in there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa, Mulder and Scully approach.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Put the gun away, Ed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; You want to be responsible for another death, Miss Ambrose?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I think we can capture this cat without any harm to anyone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; This is no time for wishful thinking.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I'm ordering you, Ed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; (with sarcasm) Yes, ma'am. Lead the way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa steps past him. She moves through the construction site, loading a tranquilizer into a gun. Mulder and Scully follow some distance back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; How'd the tiger get all the way across town without being spotted?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know, but we better find it before Meecham does.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Meecham stands nearby, still carrying his gun.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The tiger moves through the building. The two workmen are on a grating just above the animal. Willa Ambrose moves into the same area. The workmen call to her from above.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORKER 1:&lt;/b&gt; (whispers) Hey! Shhh! It was just here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa moves slowly through the area. The tiger watches from the shadows, then makes a run at her. Willa hears the tiger roar at the last moment and turns, her hands up. A shot is fired. Mulder and Scully hear the shot and run toward it, finding Meecham lowering his weapon. The tiger is dead at Willa's feet.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; It's all right, Willa. They don't all talk and draw pictures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 8  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A sign on the entrance to the zoo reads "Zoo Closed to the Public Until Further Notice." Inside, in a room looking out into the zoo's aquarium, a board meeting is concluding.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOARD MEMBER:&lt;/b&gt; This last incident has left the Board with no choice but to withdraw all funding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Well, if that's your decision, there's nothing else I can say.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOARD MEMBER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The board members leave. Willa is near tears, a combination of sorrow and frustration, as Mulder enters and closes the door behind him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I'm out of a job. They've cut off all funding. The animals are being shipped out to other zoos starting Monday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; It could not have happened at a worse time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You mean for Sophie?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; What I had going for me was my position here. Having a place for her. Have the results come in on the tiger?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Scully just finished the test. The tiger had been pregnant too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; It's impossible. Theres no chance those animals could get pregnant. No way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What if they've been artificially inseminated?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; That's an extremely fine and complex process. I would have known.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Unless it was done somewhere else.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Where?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you know about alien abduction?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; (laughs in disbelief) You're ... you're ... you're kidding me. (Mulder stares at her with no response) You think these animals were taken aboard some space ship?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know where they're being taken but there's obviously some problem getting them back. Due to what is probably an astrological variation, a trouble with the time-space continuum - these animals that are being taken from locked cages are being returned roughly two miles westsouthwest of the zoo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Aliens impregnating zoo animals?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, and harvesting the embryos.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Maybe their own Noah's ark? To preserve the DNA of these animals that we're depleting to extinction. Whatever it is, that's probably the reason why you've never had a successful birth at this facility.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I think that's the most ridiculous thing I've heard.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I understand that you might think it's ridiculous. Maybe you should ask Sophie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; You think this is what she's so afraid of?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I believe she's pregnant, and she's afraid of them coming for her baby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Willa are standing at the door of Sophie's cage.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; (signing to her) Sophie, come here. I want to ask you a question. It's okay, Sophie. Come here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie makes a motion with her arms.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What'd she say?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; She says, "man, woman - hurt." She thinks you or your partner are going to hurt her or me. Sophie ... (signs again) ... man, woman are here to help you. They want to know about Sophie's baby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie moans and seems uneasy.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Can I ask her a question?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Will you ask her if she wants to leave here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; (signing) Sophie - do you want to leave here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie motions with her arms again.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; She says "light afraid." (signs again) Sophie, what are you afraid of? Tell me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie motions again.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What did she say?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; She said, "baby go flying light."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully knocks and enters.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I just finished up in the infirmary. A sheriff's deputy came looking to serve you papers. I think it's about Sophie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; What am I going to do?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Whatever you do, you can't leave Sophie here. Not if you want to protect her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I have nowhere else to take her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEPUTY:&lt;/b&gt; (knocks, then enters) Excuse me. Willa Ambrose?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEPUTY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm serving you with a court order to release a gorilla named Sophie into protective custody.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa takes the order from the deputy.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A vehicle pulls up in front of a downtown building. Kyle Lang is typing a report at his desk. Willa Ambrose appears in front of him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; What are you doing here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I've come to ask for your help, Kyle.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Help with what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Sophie. They've taken her into protective custody.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Let her go, Willa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; They're putting her in an iron cage as we speak - without bars, without windows. It'll kill her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Sophie's been behind bars her entire life. Let her go home, Willa. She'll have the freedom she deserves.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; (angrily) Freedom to what - be killed by poachers and have her hands cut off as souvenirs?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; They've promised she'll be in a preserve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; She's mine, Kyle! I won't let her go! (pleading) Please, come on. We can find a place for her here - a private reserve. You know people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; (shaking his head) That's against everything I stand for.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; She's pregnant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Sophie's pregnant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; I don't believe you, Willa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; It's true.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Well what if she was? Is the baby gonna live out its life behind bars, too? Look, Willa, she doesn't belong to you. She's not your child. She belongs with other gorillas, not selling tickets for a zoo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; You won't help me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She leaves.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Ed Meecham is driving a forktruck, carrying a large metal cage. He sets it down. Mulder watches from a short distance. Scully approaches him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You want to see something interesting?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She hands him a newspaper clipping.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where did you get this?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The clipping shows a younger Willa Ambrose and Kyle Lang, standing with his arm around her shoulder. The headline below reads "Naturalists Willa Ambrose and Kyle Lang will bring the animal back to the U.S.")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I was looking for a pen to finish my report in Willa's office, and it was in her drawer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's a small world, after all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They look up to see Willa approaching the large steel cage. Sophie starts banging on the cage and moaning loudly, and Willa rushes to the front of the cage and signs to Sophie.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; It's okay, Sophie. It's okay, honey. Sophie, Sophie, Sophie - don't worry. I'm with you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie calms down. Mulder and Scully look on, then step away. Willa is fighting back tears as Sophie nuzzles her hands through a hole in the door of the cage.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I love you too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(At night, a truck pulls up in front of the main zoo entrance and Kyle Lang gets out. Kyle steps into Willa's office.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Willa?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(No one is there. He walks through the zoo building and opens the door marked "Maintenance Entrance.")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Willa? Are you there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(No answer. He walks into the darkened area, passing cages of animals.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KYLE LANG:&lt;/b&gt; Willa? Where are you? Willa?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He steps to Sophie's cage and looks in but it is empty. He is suddenly thrown across the room and into another cage. He looks up to see a large metal cage falling onto him. He screams.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 9  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa is being questioned by Scully and Mulder in her office.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I told you, it happened exactly the way it did with the tiger. I heard the animals going crazy. I got out of bed to check on Sophie and she was gone. That's when I found Kyle.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Do you have any idea what he would have been doing at the zoo?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; We have a witness who says that you visited Kyle's office yesterday. Is that true?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; For what purpose?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Basically, to tell him he'd won. That the zoo was being shut down, that Sophie was being taken into protective custody.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Did you ask him to help you take Sophie to prevent her from being taken from you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; No. That would be against everything Kyle believed in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; But he helped you to rescue her originally, isn't that correct? He had a connection to you and to this animal that went back several years.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Whatever connection he and I had was over long ago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; But you asked him anyway ... to help you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Then what was he doing here last night, and why did he give you this note?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She hands her a small piece of paper. On it is written "Willa - Let's talk. Kyle.")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know. I told you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Did he make a habit of visiting the zoo?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; If he did, it was probably late at night after he jumped over the fence like a good W.A.O. soldier. Anyway, why don't you ask Agent Mulder what he thinks happened? He seems to have a novel theory. Maybe it was alien abduction.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, can I talk to you for a second?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They step outside.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You think she's telling the truth?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why do you say that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, Kyle Lang's death and the disappearance of the animal match the previous incidents.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; And you've been pushing this alien abduction angle.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I still am, but in this case, Willa's reactions are all wrong.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You mean to losing Sophie?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I think she knows where Sophie is, and Kyle Lang died because he knows what she's capable of.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You think she killed him?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I think she'd do anything to protect that animal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Even wait atop a stack of crates for a former lover to walk underneath?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I think an examination of the body will give us a lot clearer picture of what happened last night. You do that, and I'll check out the warehouse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks through the warehouse, examining Sophie's cage and seeing some straw just outside the door to it. He hears a noise and steps over to see Ed Meecham closing an electric door at the loading dock. Outside, it looks to be late afternoon.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(It is now dark, and Ed Meecham backs his truck up to another loading dock. He gets out, carrying a gun, and enters the building. Mulder watches from his car, then gets out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In her office, Willa is packing up her belongings, including a picture of Sophie and her. Scully enters.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Looks like you're in a hurry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Well, there isn't much to hang around for, is there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm afraid there is. I found evidence that Kyle died a wrongful death. He was hit with a cattle prod. There's gonna be an investigation so I have to read you your rights.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; It was an accident. Kyle surprised Ed. He wasn't supposed to be there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Ed Meecham took Sophie?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. (near tears) There was no one else to turn to.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Where is she, Willa?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Ed has her. She's in some building on the road to Boise.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Ed Meecham walks through the other building, carrying a flashlight in one hand and the gun in the other. Mulder steps in front of him, gun raised.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Put it down, Ed. There's been enough violence, don't you think?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; I didn't kill Kyle Lang.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Put down the gun and we'll talk about it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; (putting down the gun) I was only doing what she paid me to do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (picks up the gun) Where is the animal, Ed?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Down the hall.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Okay. You show me where - we're gonna go there together. Come on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They walk through the building, Mulder following with his gun on Meecham. They approach a storage room, and there are loud roars and banging noises coming from it.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What's she doing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; She's throwing herself against the door. She's gone crazy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder steps to the door and looks through the reinforced glass at the top of it. Something hits the glass, startling him. He backs away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; She's scared.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah? Well, she's gonna kill herself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Okay, Ed. Well, you're going to have to save her. Take your tranquilizer gun. I'll be right behind you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hands Ed the gun and takes his flashlight. Ed opens the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; I've only got one dart in this thing, so you got to get her out in the light.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder points the flashlight around in the room.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You see her?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ED MEECHAM:&lt;/b&gt; I think she's over in that corner over there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie suddenly comes out of the shadows, knocking Mulder down. Meecham ducks out of the room, locking the door behind him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey, Meecham!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Meecham disappears, leaving Mulder in the room with Sophie.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm not gonna hurt you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Sophie moves toward Mulder, striking him again. She then moves away and sits accross the room. Dazed, Mulder watches as she motions with her arms. Then there is a blinding light as Mulder loses consciousness.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Some time later, Scully is unlocking the door to the room. Mulder lies on the floor, alone in the room. A policeman is with Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder? Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She sees him and rushes to his side. He is bleeding from a cut on the top of his head. Scully touches his head and he awakens, moaning loudly.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sorry. Lie still.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where's Sophie?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Lie down. (to policeman) Can we get a paramedic in here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;POLICEMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, ma'am.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Meecham.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Ed Meecham's been arrested. We picked him up on the way to Boise. That's how we found you here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; They took Sophie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Who did?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where's Willa?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; She's outside. She's going in to make a statement about Kyle Lang.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I got to talk to her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He gets up and hurries out of the room. Scully picks up his gun and follows. Mulder runs outside, where it is early morning and foggy. Willa gets out of the back seat of a police car as she sees Mulder approaching.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Where is she?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; She's gone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; What did he do to her?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It wasn't Ed. She tried to tell me something.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He motions with his arms, like the ones Sophie made earlier.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What is that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; That doesn't make any sense.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What does it mean?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;"Man save man."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A report is heard from the police radio.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;DISPATCHER'&lt;b&gt;S VOICE:&lt;/b&gt; (on radio) We've just received a report of a large animal spotted down off the interstate just west of the service road off ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That's her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; She's heading back towards the zoo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They quickly get into the car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, their car approaches the site. There are several cars and police vehicles there, along with a number of bystanders. They get out of the car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; (to an officer) Where is she?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; (pointing) Over there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Willa runs in that direction.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (to officer) What happened here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; Animal got hit by a car. Ran off in the field.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully run after Willa, crossing a field. Willa comes to Sophie, who is lying dead. She throws herself to Sophie's side, crying.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLA AMBROSE:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, no. Oh, no, no. Sophie! Sophie! Oh, no, no.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She puts her head down on Sophie as Mulder and Scully watch.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully drive away from the area. Both stare straight ahead somberly.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (voiceover) Willa Ambrose and Ed Meecham have been charged with manslaughter for the death of Kyle Lang. And though the courts will rule on this matter, and justice will be no doubt be served, the pall of a greater tragedy remains. The motives of the silent visitors who set these events in motion remain unclear. Could this be a judgement on a global rate of extinction that has risen to 1000 times its natural rate in this century? An act of alien conservation of animals we are driving hard toward oblivion? And if so, might it follow that our own fate and existence could finally be dependent upon the conservatorship of an extraterrestrial race? Or in the simple words of a creature whose own future is uncertain, will "man save man?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(As they drive, they pass a church with a sign in front on which is written "Man has no pre-eminence above a beast: for all is vanity. Eccl 3:19.")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;[THE END] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226538207453386777-7562551852934161412?l=danascullyfbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/feeds/7562551852934161412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4226538207453386777&amp;postID=7562551852934161412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/7562551852934161412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/7562551852934161412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/2010/10/fearful-symmetry-episode-2x18.html' title='&quot;Fearful Symmetry&quot; - Episode 2x18 (videos,guide,stills,transcript)'/><author><name>RandoM</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKs5fIsPW0I/AAAAAAAAJT0/KqZ-OfqXGeA/s72-c/tlt218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226538207453386777.post-3650317037111303904</id><published>2010-10-04T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:26:55.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2x17 End Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season2'/><title type='text'>"End Game" - Episode 2x17 (videos,guide,stills,transcript)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKp-RLcsdzI/AAAAAAAAJQE/rRED7J7KkEk/s1600/tlt217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKp-RLcsdzI/AAAAAAAAJQE/rRED7J7KkEk/s320/tlt217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524366726519355186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Videos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Game - Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e61ebe6a0c1d0f50" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De61ebe6a0c1d0f50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329975127%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D730688BC06ACA8D503AFE1DC0A43E5ADB10E0373.5766301AC044E64B5D26F80D661CF6CBCA3EB14B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De61ebe6a0c1d0f50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6M3TFJd5AVzyRT-gWpInkHQnMYk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De61ebe6a0c1d0f50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329975127%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D730688BC06ACA8D503AFE1DC0A43E5ADB10E0373.5766301AC044E64B5D26F80D661CF6CBCA3EB14B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De61ebe6a0c1d0f50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6M3TFJd5AVzyRT-gWpInkHQnMYk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Source: http://xfiles.wearehere.net/episodes/2x17.htm )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#d88126;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;2X17  End Game&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Samantha confides in her brother, telling Mulder she was returned to earth some time ago and has been living with 'visitors' to the planet. The doctors who all look alike are really alien clones living on earth, just like her adopted father. But the colony is under threat from an alien bounty hunter sent to kill them. Meanwhile Scully is taken hostage by the mysterious alien bounty hunter who has the ability to morph himself to look like other people. He demands to know where Mulder is but Scully refuses to co-operate. The alien bounty hunter holds Scully ransom in exchange for Samantha. Mulder sets a trap for him with the help of Assistant Director Skinner, but it goes awry and the alien bounty hunter and Samantha tumble off a bridge in to the water below. Mulder is devastated at loosing his sister again so suddenly and has to break the news to his parents. Bill Mulder gives Mulder a letter that Samantha left for him should anything happen to her. It contains a key and the address of an abortion clinic. Mulder goes there and encounters more 'Samanthas', it turns out one of them pretended to be his sister Samantha in an attempt to get him to protect them. But they are too late as the alien bounty hunter finds them and kills the last of the clones. Mulder risks his life and tracks the alien bounty hunter in a effort to find out about his sister but ends up being exposed to a toxic alien poison and is left for dead high up in the arctic. Scully tries desperately to find Mulder before it is too late. &lt;i&gt;Part Two&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt; Noteworthy Quote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; X: &lt;i&gt;"You'll only win the war if you pick the right battles agent Mulder.  This is a battle you can't win."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Writer: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Frank Spotnitz&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Director: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Rob Bowman&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;   Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David Duchovny &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Fox Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gillian Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Dana Scully&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/p&gt; Guest Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Mitch Pileggi &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Assistant Director Skinner&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Brian Thompson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Pilot/Alien Bounty Hunter&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Dana Gladstone &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Dr Landon Prince/Gregor&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Megan Leitch &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Samantha Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Peter Donat &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; William Mulder&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Colin Cunningham &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Lieutenant Wilmer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Steven Williams &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; X&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Garry Davey &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Captain&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Andrew Johnston &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Weiss&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Allan Lysell &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Able Gardner&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;JB Bivens &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Sharpshooter&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Oliver Becker &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 2nd Doctor&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Beatrice Zeilinger &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Paramedic&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Bonnie Hay &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Field Doctor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode Stills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transcript End Game 2x17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: http://www.insidethex.co.uk/transcrp/scrp217.htm )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1&lt;br /&gt;BEAUFORT SEA; 67 MILES NORTH OF DEADHORSE, ALASKA; USS ALLEGIANCE;&lt;br /&gt;CRUISING DEPTH 1,000 FEET  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The captain of the submarine runs down a hallway passing officers.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFFICER #1:&lt;/b&gt; Sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He salutes. The captain keeps moving.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFFICER #2:&lt;/b&gt; Captain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He salutes as well. The captain goes to a ladder and climbs up it to the control room. He moves over to a man at the radar station.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; What have you got?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm not quite sure, sir. We picked up some paint approximately two minutes ago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The captain looks at the radar screen.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Looks like the damn thing's just hanging there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, sir. It's approximately two-hundred meters below the ice. Looks to be about eighty meters across and it's noisy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Noisy, how?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; It's emitting radio signals across the spectrum but it's... it's just random noise, sir. We can't detect any pattern.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Get me Pacific Command on the satellite uplink.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He stands and adjusts some controls. The captain gets on the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, admiral. I don't know what we found but it appears to be some kind of craft.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Some murmuring is heard through the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Yes, sir, that's correct.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(More murmuring.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;But we're on a cartography mission, admiral. My crew isn't prepared to...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Murmuring.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(More murmuring.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Understood, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hangs up and walks over to the control panel.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Set a course heading 0-4-7.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The man at the panel starts flipping switches. The captain moves back over to the radar officer.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; Toward the object, sir?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The captain picks up the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Weapons room.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man is heard over the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Aye, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Lock torpedoes on target. Prepare to fire on command.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; Captain, shouldn't we at least attempt to identify this object first?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; We have our orders, Lieutenant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; But, sir...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A loud buzzing suddenly starts. The officers cover their ears and the ship rumbles. People scream to each other as consoles start exploding, knocking people and papers over. The buzzing grows louder. Finally, it stops.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Everything's down, negative!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(People still scream to each other as the red warning lights come on.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Reactor's gone down.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He picks up the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Over here...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Engine room?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The lieutenant stands up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; That won't work, captain. We've only got battery power.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The captain hangs up the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; I'm going down there. Prepare to surface at once!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He runs back down the stairs. The radar officer looks around.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RADAR OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; Surface into what? We're under thirty-two feet of glacial ice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show01.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show02.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show03.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show04.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show05.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2&lt;br /&gt;VACATION VILLAGE MOTORLODGE; GERMANTOWN, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully stands, ear to the phone. We see Mulder standing behind her, but Mulder is also on the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (on phone) Scully? Are you there? Scully? What's going on?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She slowly turns around and looks at Mulder. He mouths the words "who is it?")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, sorry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She hangs up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who was that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It's a wrong number. Where have you been, Mulder? I've been trying to get a hold of you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I, I was trying to reach you. I went by your house but you weren't there. I got here as quickly as I could.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why didn't you call when you got my message?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I, I, I did call. I, I couldn't get through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She turns around, grabs her gun and aims it at Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Put your hands against the wall.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, what are you doing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I said put your hands against the wall!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What's wrong?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Do it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, it's me...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He turns around and puts his hands against the wall. Scully moves up to him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know who you are.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Okay, I'm going to take my left hand and reach into my pocket and get my I.D., okay? Just don't shoot me. I got shot once and I didn't much care for it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I said keep your hands up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder spins around and backhands her with his left then punches her with his right as he spins, sending her flying into the near wall. Her nose is bleeding. She slumps down against the wall as "Mulder" walks up to her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where is he?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She reaches for her gun but Mulder grabs her by the throat and lifts her above his head against the wall with one hand.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;That was him on the phone, wasn't it? Tell me where he is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know what you're talking about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He throws her up and she breaks through a glass table. He looks down at her and his face morphs to that of his true identity, the Alien Bounty Hunter. Later, there is a knocking on the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He breaks open the door. The room is dark. He tries the light switch, but it won't work. Samantha is standing behind him in the doorway.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He's been here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He picks up the lamp and turns it on. He looks down at the broken table. Samantha walks over to him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Your partner is alive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How do you know?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He took her to get me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; There's no sign of a break-in. She wouldn't have just let him in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; She might not have known who he was. She might have thought it was you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They start walking back to the car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;He's going to contact you. He's going to say he wants to make a trade, your partner's life for mine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why, why does he want to kill you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Because I know how to kill him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; By piercing the base of his skull.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That would kill anybody.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, but this is the only way to kill him and it must be precise. I'm fairly sure it'll work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Fairly sure?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He's got powers I've never seen before. If it doesn't work, there's a chance you could die.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; From what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Their blood is toxic, human exposure to it is fatal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks away, thinking.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I know this must seem incredible to you...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, no, no, no, no... that's just it. It doesn't seem incredible at all. Now, how do we find him?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We don't. He'll find us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3&lt;br /&gt;MULDER'S APARTMENT  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;THE TIME IS 12:&lt;/b&gt;38. Mulder paces around his apartment as Samantha sits on the couch.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He'll call.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You're sure?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I know what he wants.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; And if he doesn't get it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I know this is hard for you, Fox...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, it's not hard. It's unbelievable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You don't believe me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; After twenty-two years, why come back?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I've explained to you...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, no, you've explained only what you had to! I know next to nothing about these people you call your parents or about the man who wants to kill them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She stands.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The men you've been seeking are the progeny of two original visitors, clones who have been attempting to establish a colony here since the late 1940's.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; A colony?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Loosely. The community, by necessity, is dispersed. There are clones identical to my parents living in virtually every part of the country.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What are they trying to accomplish?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's their belief that our stewardship of the planet is being forsaken, and that by default, they'll someday become the natural heirs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; And in the meantime?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Through hybridization, they've been working to erase that aspect which has forced the community to scatter... their identical natures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All the clones worked in abortion clinics, why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Access to fetal tissue. Though the biologies are incompatible, they finally found a way to combine human DNA with alien DNA.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; And this man... why has he been sent to kill them?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The experiments weren't sanctioned. It was considered a dilution of their species, a pollution of their race. So a bounty hunter was dispatched to destroy them and terminate the colony.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That's a good story... but I've heard a lot of good stories lately.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I've got no reason to lie to you. I'm your sister, Fox, you have to trust me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They look at each other. There is a knock on the door. Mulder picks up his gun off the table, takes it out of the holster and walks to the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who is it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; It's Skinner.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at Samantha, who runs off to the side.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The door's open.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Skinner opens the door and sees the apartment is dark. He walks in and looks at Mulder, who is sitting on the couch.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Make yourself at home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Samantha takes a sharp object out of a kitchen drawer. It has a wooden handle with a long metal point sticking out of it.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; What's going on here, Agent Mulder? Why are the lights out?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Orders from my opthamologist.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Are you all right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Samantha starts to sneak up behind him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I'm fine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; I've been trying to reach you and Agent Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I haven't checked my messages.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Are you aware that Agent Scully incarcerated four men with the federal marshal's office? And those men are now missing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Samantha flicks on the lights. Skinner turns around and Mulder stands, pointing his gun at Skinner.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's all right, it's not him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder sighs in relief and puts the gun down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell is going on here, Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Both Fox and Samantha walk towards Skinner.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; This is my sister, Samantha Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I haven't had time to explain, Agent Scully is missing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you mean, missing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The phone rings. Mulder picks it up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hello.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully, bruised and battered, blood over a good part of her face, standing in a phone booth. The Bounty Hunter skulks around the booth.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, it's me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder, looking up in shock.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, where are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He signals to Samantha, who picks up the phone and listens.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know, I'm... I'm in a telephone booth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;He's got my gun, Mulder. He says he's going to kill me if you don't give him what he wants.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder. Skinner watches Mulder, unsure of what's going on.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, what does he want?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; A woman who's with you. He says you'll know what I'm talking about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder, who's looking at Samantha. She nods.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right, tell him we'll negotiate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He doesn't want to negotiate. He says he wants to make a trade.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right, let me speak to him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He wants you to be at Memorial Bridge at Bethesda in one hour.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, I need time, I need more time than that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Bounty Hunter presses down on the switch, hanging up. Cut to Mulder, who hangs up his phone angrily. Samantha hangs up as well.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Where is she? What's this about a negotiation?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We don't, we don't have any time. If I ever needed your help, your trust, I need it now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4&lt;br /&gt;OLD MEMORIAL BRIDGE; BETHESDA, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Samantha drive onto the bridge and stop near the middle. Skinner and a sharpshooter are in the bushes. The sharpshooter is building his sniper rifle.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder's in position.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He looks through his binoculars.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We just need to get him out of the car. Make him think we're going to make a trade. We just need one shot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; To the base of the neck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; These guys can hollow out a dime at two-hundred yards.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They look to see another car pulling up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;And, Samantha. Do not take any unnecessary risks out there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She nods. He unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out of the car. The car pulls up and Mulder walks towards it. The Bounty Hunter steps out, gun in hand. He yanks Scully out and grabs her, holding the gun to her head.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Scully?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They walk slowly towards him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; Bring her out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder stares at him, then looks back at Samantha. They look at each other, then Samantha gets out of the car and walks up to Mulder. They stare at each other. Samantha nods slightly, then starts walking towards the Bounty Hunter.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Take your shot when you got it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Samantha and Scully look at each other.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; Step close. Right up close.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She slowly moves up to him. Through the rifle's scope, we see him push away Scully and grab Samantha. Scully runs over to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, you all right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm okay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Bounty Hunter puts his gun away as Scully gets into the car. The Bounty Hunter slowly inches his way back towards his car. Mulder follows. In the scope, we see that Samantha and the alien are moving behind a column. Samantha looks at Mulder then spins around and attacks the Bounty Hunter with the same weapon she was going to use on Skinner.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHARPSHOOTER:&lt;/b&gt; I lost the shot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Bounty Hunter grabs Samantha again. Mulder aims his gun.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; There's no way out. We've got both sides of the bridge covered. Now let her go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He slowly walks towards them. The Bounty Hunter whispers in Samantha's ear.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; Tell me where she is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Let her go!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In the scope, the Bounty Hunter slowly moves into the shot. A shot rings off and the Bounty Hunter staggers. Samantha moans as the Bounty Hunter topples over the side of the bridge and they both plummet into the water. Mulder runs over to the side.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Samantha! Samantha!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Morning. Two scuba divers jump off a raft.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RAFT DRIVER:&lt;/b&gt; Spread out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The divers move away from the raft.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Clear!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He drives off. A car pulls up next to Mulder who is leaning on the railing. Scully gets out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You should be in the hospital, Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I was discharged an hour ago and I asked to come here. Have they found anything yet?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Nothing yet. You think she could've survived?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Maybe... but the water's thirty-six degrees.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, maybe she went into hypothermic shock. I've heard about people who have lived after being stranded in water like this... eight to ten hours.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, why didn't you tell me on the phone that it was her?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I couldn't tell you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why not?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Cause you'd never let me go through with it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Are you sure that it's your sister?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He spins around and looks at her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why would you even question me on that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Because back at the motel, Mulder, it was you but, but it wasn't you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, it was her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He starts walking. She follows him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, then who is this man and what does he...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He's an alien.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He opens his car door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Is that what you're going to tell Skinner?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I already told Skinner, that was the easy part. Now I got to tell my father.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He gets in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5&lt;br /&gt;MULDER'S APARTMENT  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder opens the door and his father is standing there.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You didn't have me come all this way to give me good news.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder turns away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;What is it, Fox?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Samantha's gone... Dad. I lost her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(William walks in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you mean, you lost her?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; There was a man... he was holding my partner hostage in exchange for Samantha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You let this man take your sister. Isn't that what you're trying to tell me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Fox turns back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I, I can't explain it to you, but, um... I believed I was doing the right thing, Dad.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Was this your decision?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. I'll tell Mom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Do you realize what losing her again is going to do to your mother?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They look at each other. Fox is about to cry.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Do you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Fox tries to say something but can't. He looks down at the floor, crying.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry. I'm... I'm sorry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(William goes to leave when he pulls an envelope out of his pocket.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Your sis... Samantha left this at the house for you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He puts it down on the table and leaves, slamming the door shut. Mulder walks over to the envelope and opens it. He takes out a letter and a keycard to a clinic that says 4A. The letter reads:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;"If anything should happen to me or if we become separated, you must meet me here:&lt;br /&gt;1235 91st St.&lt;br /&gt;Rockville, Maryland")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6&lt;br /&gt;WOMEN'S HEALTH SERVICES CLINIC; ROCKVILLE, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder pulls up in his car. As he gets out of the car and walks up the stairs to the gate, his cellular phone rings. He takes it out and turns it on.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully is on the other end.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, it's me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, she left a path in case we got separated. I think she's alive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, I think you should come back as soon as you can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why? What'd you find?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It's your sister.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(In the background, a team of agents takes Samantha's body off of a raft.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We just pulled her body out of the river.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder, who's face turns to a combination of shock and sadness. Cut back to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Mulder, I'm so sorry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut back to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Are you sure?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She sighs.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;You know... whatever you're feeling, you can't blame yourself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder, who exhales deeply.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What about a second body? Did you find a second body?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut back to Scully. The agents carry the body up the hill.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, not yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'll be there as soon as I can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He starts down the stairs slowly.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7&lt;br /&gt;OLD MEMORIAL BRIDGE; BETHESDA, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A female and male agent run around from the back of the FBI ambulance to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEMALE AGENT:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Scully? There's something you need to see.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What is it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEMALE AGENT:&lt;/b&gt; It's the body we pulled from the water. Something strange is happening.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully and the two others run up to the truck. Scully swings open the doors to see Samantha, her face green and bubbling. The three look on in horror and disbelief as Samantha's face fizzes and starts to cave in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 8&lt;br /&gt;WOMEN'S HEALTH SERVICES CLINIC; ROCKVILLE, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder stands on the stairs, thinking. He turns back and runs the keycard down through the sensor. The door opens and he walks in. He looks around the room, which is full of boxes, and hears a beeping. He takes out his gun and walks towards the beeping. Stopping at a stairwell, he hears some noise downstairs, which is where he moves. He moves into a room where a person is standing at a desk. He points his gun.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Federal agent. Put your hands where I can see them and turn around. Slowly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The person turns around.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Who are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She takes off her goggles and doctor's mask. It is Samantha. Mulder lowers his gun.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt; She's dead, isn't she?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell is going on?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt; Come, please. There's not much time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She opens a door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt;Please.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder tentatively walks into the room and sees another Samantha clone standing at a computer, green vats all around her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It was all a lie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt; We needed your help. We knew you could be manipulated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #2:&lt;/b&gt; He'll be coming. We must hurry now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Another Samantha clone walks up behind him, this one in a lab coat.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #3:&lt;/b&gt; The man who's been sent to kill us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He's dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt; How do you know?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He was shot. In the back of the neck!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #2:&lt;/b&gt; How did he die?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He fell off a bridge... with one of you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #3:&lt;/b&gt; Then we don't know for sure. You could have been followed. Come with me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She walks out of the room.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;This way, Agent Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at the first clone then follows her down the hallway to a door. The third clone slides her keycard down a sensor and opens the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;The rest of us are dispensable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Another clone steps out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;She was the first. The one from which we all came. The one you must save.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder realizes that Samantha was indeed not Samantha, that they were all alien clones.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm not your savior.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #4:&lt;/b&gt; You must help us. You have no choice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, I... I do have a choice and my choice is to walk out of here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He starts to walk away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #4:&lt;/b&gt; We know where your sister is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder turns back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Ask yourself, Agent Mulder, how else would we know so much about her?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A fire alarm goes off.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER CLONE #3:&lt;/b&gt; He's here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She starts to walk away. Mulder turns back and walks down the previous hallway, gun in hand. He walks down a hallway flooded with smoke, coughing. He reaches a doorway and when he turns to go through, he is met with an open fist by the Bounty Hunter. Mulder goes down, nearly unconscious. The Bounty Hunter flicks open his gimlet and steps over Mulder's body. He looks down the hallway, then goes back the way Mulder came. Mulder groans on the floor. The fire trucks arrive. Firemen run around, some pulling out hoses, some running into the building as it burns. A fireman runs through some fire and comes across Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIREMAN:&lt;/b&gt; I found one!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He kneels down and starts to help Mulder up, who is coughing.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Sir, we're going to get you out of here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What about the others?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIREMAN:&lt;/b&gt; We got real lucky. There are no others.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He leads Mulder up the stairs.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No. Wait. There were women in here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIREMAN:&lt;/b&gt; We looked. You're the only one here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No. You've got to keep looking...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 9&lt;br /&gt;FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully is typing up her report. We hear her speaking over it.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; After being treated for smoke inhalation, Agent Mulder was released from Samaritan Hospital in satisfactory condition. At his request, the abortion clinic where he was found has been searched repeatedly but the bodies of the women he insists perished there were not found. My report on this case remains incomplete. Many aspects continue to defy explanation including the identities of the identical men and women. Agent Mulder's claim of alien origins cannot be substantiated. The man suspected in their disappearances is still at large...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 10&lt;br /&gt;US MEDICAL RESEARCH INSTITUTE OF INFECTIOUS DISEASES  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man in a quarantine containment suit is standing over Weiss' body, which has been dissected. Stitch marks run around Weiss' neck and down his chest. He picks up a scalpel off a tray. Scully can still be heard.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; ...and has now been charged with the death of F.B.I. Special Agent Barret Weiss, whose body has been quarantined at the U.S. Medical Research Institute of Infectious Diseases. Weiss' cause of death involved a thickening of the blood. It is now believed that he was subjected to a virulent strain of virus whose origin and behavior are also unexplainable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man in a labcoat, Able Gardner, walks in with Scully, talking.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;It is my hope that further analysis of this contagion will aid in the solution of this case.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully looks through a microscope at a sample of Weiss' blood, which has many long blue viruses in it.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;This is a retrovirus?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GARDNER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, but none of us here have ever seen anything like it. Do you recognize it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Was the thickening of Agent Weiss' blood an immunological response to the virus?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Gardner walks around Scully to a computer.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GARDNER:&lt;/b&gt; Apparently. When the body's exposed to it, it triggers a massive production of red blood cells. Now, take a look at this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A picture comes up on the screen of blood with a few blue viruses in it.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We took a second culture and were able to control it's growth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What did you do to it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GARDNER:&lt;/b&gt; All we did was lower the temperature by five degrees fahrenheit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; So the virus is inhibited by cold.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GARDNER:&lt;/b&gt; Knocked out by it. For some reason, this retrovirus goes dormant at cold temperatures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; We pulled a body from the river yesterday that was chilled near freezing. When it started to thaw, it began to corrode.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GARDNER:&lt;/b&gt; Corrode?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; If you find out anything else, you let me know as soon as possible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She walks out as the man in the containment suit works on Weiss in the back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 11&lt;br /&gt;KENNEDY CENTER; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(X walks around the side of the building and walks up to Mulder. He is wearing a tuxedo.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; You wanted to see me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How was the opera?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; Wonderful, I've never slept better. I don't like these hasty public meetings, Agent Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry. I need your help.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; It's over. The fat lady is singing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I need to know what you know.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; Okay, they're all dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No. One of them is alive, the one who was sent to kill them. Where is he?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; A nuclear submarine located his craft in the Beaufort Sea five days ago. They were ordered to destroy it but they were disabled. An attack fleet left port from Anchorage this morning to make sure this man does not leave.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I got to get up there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; You'll only win the war if you pick the right battles, Agent Mulder. This is a battle you can't win.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 12&lt;br /&gt;MULDER'S APARTMENT  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully knocks on Mulder's door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, it's me, are you there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She looks down and sees two newspapers stacked. She kicks one, then unlocks the door and goes inside. Sitting down and putting her coat on the chair, she goes to his computer and turns it on. The modem dials a number. She looks at his window and sees an "X" in masking tape on it. The computer beeps and she sees a small box that reads:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;"Message Notice&lt;br /&gt;E-mail message waiting&lt;br /&gt;Mulder, 000517"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;She double-clicks on it and it expands to an e-mail to Scully with the heading:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;"MAIL-238479&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO:&lt;/b&gt; Dana Scully, 001813&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROM:&lt;/b&gt; Fox Mulder, 000517"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We hear Mulder reading the letter.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, when you get this message, I will be too far away for you to stop me, but where I'm going I cannot allow you to follow. I won't let you jeopardize your life and your career for reasons purely personal to me. You were right, Scully... you said a line has to be drawn somewhere. I'm drawing it for you here. I'll contact you when I can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She gets up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 13&lt;br /&gt;ASSISTANT DIRECTOR WALTER SKINNER'S OFFICE; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Skinner sits at his desk, writing. Scully opens the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sir?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He looks at her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I'm sorry to come unannounced, sir, but your assistant wasn't at her desk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He stands.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; What is it, Scully?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; May we speak off the record, sir?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; About?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks over and closes the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;He's gone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Where?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know, I was hoping that you could tell me or help me to find out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; When I spoke to Agent Mulder the day before yesterday, he said he was going to take some time off.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He told me the same thing but I don't think this matter with his sister is settled. Sir, is there any way that you can reach him through unofficial channels?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He thinks about this.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; I can't help you, Agent Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He turns back towards his desk.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Please?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He looks back at her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Scully, you and I both have a greater responsibility to consider and that is to the F.B.I. Agent Mulder's actions in this case are in violation of his duties, his oath of trust and bureau protocol. He's risked my position, your life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Mulder has saved my life!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; If he wanted or expected you to the same, he would have told you where he was going.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks back to his desk and sits down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Please close the door on your way out, Agent Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She stares at him for a few seconds, then leaves. Skinner picks up his pen to write, then slams it down and looks back at the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 14&lt;br /&gt;MULDER'S APARTMENT  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully turns on Mulder's desk light and shines it through the window on the "X." Later on, she falls asleep. There is a knock on the door and she wakes up. She opens the door and sees X standing there. X is surprised to see her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Where is Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; Sorry, I must have the wrong apartment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He starts walking down the hall. Scully walks after him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Where's Mulder? I need to know, damn it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry, you've mistaken me for someone else.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm losing time!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He presses the button on the elevator and gets in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry. I can't help you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The door closes. X lets out a deep breath and looks down at the floor. The elevator stops and the door opens. X goes to leave but his path is barred by Skinner.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Excuse me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Did you tell her what she needed to know?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(X looks at him with a strange face, then goes to pull out his gun in realization. Skinner grabs him by his trenchcoat and slams him up against the back wall of the elevator.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;How hard do you want to make this?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; No harder than it has to be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(X headbutts Skinner then punches him with a right hand, knocking him back. X once again goes to pull out his gun but Skinner grabs him and punches him in the gut. He then delivers his own headbutt and throws him into the corner. He grabs him by the trenchcoat again but before he can pick him up, X points his gun in Skinner's face. Skinner as a big cut on his forehead.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I've killed men for far less.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; You pull that trigger, you'll be killing two men. Now I want to know where Mulder is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(There is a knock on Mulder's door. Scully opens it and sees Skinner standing there, looking ragged and disheveled. Blood runs down the side of his face from the cut. His nose and lips are bloody.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Agent Mulder took a commercial flight to Tacoma, Washington. From there, he caught a military plane to Deadhorse, Alaska.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully looks at him, shocked. She motions for him to come in. He does so and walks over to the table.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;He used his F.B.I. credentials to charter a Rollagon all-terrain vehicle. It's still a ten-mile hike across the ice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He leans over and writes something down on a piece of paper.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;These are the coordinates of his final destination.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hands the paper to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; How did you get this?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Unofficial channels.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at a small digital control he has that charts his location. Carrying a flashlight, he walks a little farther and sees the top of the submarine sticking out above the ice. He walks around and climbs up the ladder. He opens the hull door and climbs inside. The room is dark and quiet. He takes off his hood and unzips his coat. He shines his flashlight around the equipment. No signs of life. He shines it down on the floor and sees a man lying dead. Moving the flashlight more, he sees two more men slumped down on the floor. Suddenly, there is a bang and footsteps.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He runs after the noise, gun in hand.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Stop!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks down a ladder and looks tentatively down the hallway. There is another bang and he turns to see a man running down a hallway a few doors down. He runs after him and sees another ladder going down. He hears a clang to the left of him and goes toward it. There are a few more bangs and he spins around to see a man wedged in between a pipe and a wall. The man gasps.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Who are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Lieutenant Terry Wilmer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Step out of there!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The man slowly starts to move out of his spot.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Come out!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He moves out from between the pipe and the wall. Afterwards, the man is sitting down at a desk, the flashlight in front of him, shining in his face. Mulder is standing in back of him and to the right. When the man speaks, it is very shaky, like whimpering.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;What happened to you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know. We, uh... we just lost power. We, we... we drifted under the ice for days. Then, um... then we hit a...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He turns his head towards Mulder, who points his gun.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Don't look at me, face forward!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The man turns back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; We hit a shallow patch and punched through, okay? That's what happened.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; So why did you run?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; A man came. He, um... he sealed most of the men below decks without any air and, uh... and then he started to execute the rest of us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder moves directly behind him. The man is crying.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Every... they're all dead. I, uh... I thought you were him, I didn't know if you were him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How is it you managed to survive?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; I hid under the body of a chief petty officer, okay? I, uh... I played dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder flips a switch and the submarine regains power. The man looks around and hears a clicking. He looks to see that Mulder has handcuffed him. Mulder holds the gun to the back of the man's neck.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;What's this for? What are you, crazy?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No. I'm just tired and you're not getting back to your ship until I get the truth. Now tell me where my sister is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know what you're talking about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Base of the neck! Now, you tell me how I can find her and I'll let you get back to your ship before it's destroyed!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Please... please...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(His voice suddenly changes to a very strong tone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;You're making a really big mistake.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He tosses Mulder across the room. The man stands and Mulder looks up at him. The man suddenly grows taller and his features change. He is the Alien Bounty Hunter. Mulder looks on in awe as the Bounty Hunter tugs at the handcuff and tosses Mulder back the other way.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; If I wanted to, I could've killed you many times before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where is she?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Bounty Hunter throws him back down to the floor.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; Is the answer to your question worth dying for? Is that what you want?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where is she?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is thrown back to where he was. He groans and coughs.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Just tell me where she is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; She's alive. Can you die now?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Bounty Hunter starts dragging him out the door, knocking over the chair. Mulder grabs his gun off of the floor and shoots the Bounty Hunter in the back. The alien leaks green and looks back at Mulder, who screams in pain as the toxic gases attack him. Mulder is dragged up the hull and thrown onto the floor. The assassin starts to climb back down, looks at Mulder and closes the hull, snapping the handcuffs in two. Mulder tries to hang on but drops down to the ice and tumbles beneath the wing. He groans and coughs, his face discolored from the cold and the poison. The riding lights come on. The wing turns and assumes a vertical position. The sub starts to sink, the wing speeding down at Mulder, about to chop him in half. With the last of his strength, he rolls out of the way.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 15&lt;br /&gt;EMERGENCY ROOM; EISENHOWER FIELD  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully bursts into the emergency room. Mulder is sitting in a tub, an oxygen mask on. The people are talking in the background.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; No change in B.P. or pulse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully looks at Mulder and holds up her badge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm Dana Scully, I'm Agent Mulder's partner. What are his vitals?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The doctor walks over to her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; He's suffering from extreme hypothermia.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No... you've got to get him out of the tub.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; He's dying, he's lost all his body heat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You've got to listen to me! If you keep him in there, you're going to kill him! The cold is the only thing that's keeping him alive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder flatlines.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; His heart stopped!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; Give me one amp of epinephrine in a cannula!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You don't know what you're dealing with here! Agent Mulder has been exposed to a retrovirus resulting in hyperviscosity syndrome.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; I want you out of my E.R. right now. Nurse!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A nurse walks over to her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, doctor. Ma'am...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; His blood has thickened...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; Ma'am...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; That's why his heart is failing!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The doctor spins around.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; No, his heart is failing because he's lost all his body heat!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No, the only thing saving him right now is the hypermetabolic state induced by the cold. Now, if you don't do what I'm saying, you are going to kill him!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The doctor stares at her for a second. She takes off her coat.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Let's get him out of that tub now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The doctor holds an oxygen mask over Mulder's mouth as Scully readies the defibrillators.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; A hundred joules, charged and ready.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Clear!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Clear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She puts the defibrillators down on Mulder's chest and they go off. Still no pulse.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;No rhythm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Charge?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Clear!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Clear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully tries again. A slight pulse picks up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; I'm picking up a faint pulse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully puts the defribillators down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I want a digoxin 0.1 milligram I.V. Hang a heparin drip at 1,000 units per hour. And get him two units of fresh frozen plasma now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The nurse runs off to do so.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; This patient's not even in...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He's going to make it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She runs her hand through his hair.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Let's get the plasma going. Okay, let's get a second line ready.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHER MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Push the adrenaline...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, Mulder lays on his hospital bed, oxygen tube in his nose. Scully sits at his bedside. We hear her voice over the scene.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Transfusions and an aggressive treatment with anti-viral agents have resulted in a steady but gradual improvement in Agent Mulder's condition. Blood tests have confirmed his exposure to the still unidentified retrovirus whose origin remains a mystery. The search team that found Agent Mulder has located neither the missing submarine nor the man he was looking for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Several aspects of this case remain unexplained, suggesting the possibility of paranormal phenomena... but I am convinced that to accept such conclusions is to abandon all hope of understanding the scientific events behind them. Many of the things I have seen have challenged my faith and my belief in an ordered universe...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, a nurse opens the door to Mulder's room for Scully, who sits down at his bedside. He no longer has the oxygen tube and is looking much healthier than before.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;...but this uncertainty has only strengthened my need to know, to understand, to apply reason to those things which seem to defy it. It was science that isolated the retrovirus Agent Mulder was exposed to, and science that allowed us to understand its behavior. And ultimately, it was science that saved Agent Mulder's life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder groans. Scully looks up at him and smiles. He slowly turns to look at her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Hey. How you feeling?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder can only whisper.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Like I got a bad case of freezer burn. How did I get here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; A naval reconnaissance squad found and choppered you to Eisenhower Field.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He nods.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Thanks for ditching me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I... I'm sorry, I... I couldn't let you risk your life on this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Did you find what you were looking for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No. No. But I... I found something I thought I'd lost. Faith to keep looking.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She smiles.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;[THE END]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226538207453386777-3650317037111303904?l=danascullyfbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/feeds/3650317037111303904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4226538207453386777&amp;postID=3650317037111303904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/3650317037111303904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/3650317037111303904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-game-episode-2x17.html' title='&quot;End Game&quot; - Episode 2x17 (videos,guide,stills,transcript)'/><author><name>RandoM</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKp-RLcsdzI/AAAAAAAAJQE/rRED7J7KkEk/s72-c/tlt217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226538207453386777.post-5813091091091962109</id><published>2010-10-03T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T21:41:16.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2x16 Colony'/><title type='text'>"Colony" - Episode 2x16 (videos,guide,stills,transcript)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKlYcUMUTYI/AAAAAAAAJP0/P3wDHMp2u8Q/s1600/tlt216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0s_x_REntK4/TKlYcUMUTYI/AAAAAAAAJP0/P3wDHMp2u8Q/s320/tlt216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524043661426576770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Videos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colony - Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be5da6ceebbd4240" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe5da6ceebbd4240%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329975128%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4780E765C497523DFE606F2F6B5A8F436C9D4D0.455037EF13A9995EB5796B642BE320C42243D8C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe5da6ceebbd4240%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuxijegaHUMPel3gaJQ6C5ibAQ2U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe5da6ceebbd4240%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329975128%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4780E765C497523DFE606F2F6B5A8F436C9D4D0.455037EF13A9995EB5796B642BE320C42243D8C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe5da6ceebbd4240%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuxijegaHUMPel3gaJQ6C5ibAQ2U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Source: http://xfiles.wearehere.net/episodes/2x16.htm )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(216, 129, 38);"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;2X16  Colony&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Anonymous email postings draw the attention of Mulder and Scully to the deaths of two identical doctors, killed in arson attacks on abortion clinics up and down the north eastern states. With one outstanding feature, no bodies were recovered from the ashes. Mulder and Scully discover that someone is running newspaper adverts with a picture of the doctor, trying to find other look alikes across the country. When they manage to track one down, a doctor living in Syracuse, they get a local FBI Agent to protect the doctor until they can get there. But when they arrive agent Weiss tells them that the doctor is gone. On his return to Washington Mulder is called to Assistant Director Skinner's office, agent Weiss has been found dead in Syracuse and Mulder is held accountable. Taken off the case by Assistant Director Skinner, Mulder and Scully are approached by CIA agent Ambrose Chapel who makes claims that the doctors are Russian clones left over from the Cold War, planted in the US to carry out sabotage in the event of war. That the doctors are being killed off to cover the existence of the Russian's cloning program. Mulder is once again contacted by Assistant Director Skinner, who tells him he has a family emergency. When Mulder arrives home, his father Bill meets him on the porch. As they talk Mulder notices his mother, Teena talking with a young woman, when he asks his father who she is, Bill Mulder tells him that his long lost sister Samantha has been returned. &lt;i&gt;Part One&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt; Noteworthy Quote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mulder: &lt;i&gt;"Who is Mum talking to"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bill Mulder: &lt;i&gt;"Your Sister"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Story by: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; David Duchovny &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Chris Carter&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Writer: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Chris Carter&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Director: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Nick Marck&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;   Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David Duchovny &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Fox Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gillian Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Dana Scully&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/p&gt; Guest Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Mitch Pileggi &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Assistant Director Skinner&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Brian Thompson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Pilot/Alien Bounty Hunter&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Dana Gladstone &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Dr Landon Prince/Gregor&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Megan Leitch &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Samantha Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Peter Donat &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; William Mulder&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Tom Butler &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; CIA Agent Chapel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David L Gordon &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; FBI Agent&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Andrew Johnston &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Weiss&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Tim Henry &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Federal Marshall&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Michael Mcdonald &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; MP&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Capper Mcintyre &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Jailer&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Bonnie Hay &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Field Doctor&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Rebecca Toolan &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Mulder's Mother&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;James Leard &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Sergeant Al Dixon&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Linden Banks &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Reverend Sistrunk&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Kim Restell &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Newspaper Clerk&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Richard Sargent &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Captain&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Ken Roberts &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Proprietor&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Michael Rogers &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 1st Crewman&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Oliver Becker &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 2nd Doctor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode Stills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transcript Colony 2x16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: http://www.insidethex.co.uk/transcrp/scrp216.htm )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A mist surrounds the sky. Mulder talks over the scene.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I have lived with a fragile faith built on the ether of vague memories from an experience that I can neither prove nor explain.When I was twelve, my sister was taken from me, taken from our home by a force that I came to believe was extraterrestrial.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A light shines down from the mist.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;This belief sustained me, fueling a quest for truths that were as elusive as the memory itself. To believe as passionately as I did was not without sacrifice, but I always accepted the risks... to my career, my reputation, my relationships... to life itself...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A whirring sound grows louder as the light grows brighter. The light is coming from a helicopter. A man waves the helicopter down towards the landing pad as an army ambulance pulls up, sirens blaring. The back doors open up and man file out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Let's move out!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The men scream to each other and a few take Mulder out of the helicopter. He is in some kind of bodybag on a metal stretcher. They run in with a nurse who is carrying an IV.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; We need a frostbite bay, stat!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They run into the ER.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; All right, let's get ready, please!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The medical officials put an oxygen mask on him and cut off his clothes. Beeping and talking can be heard.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Basal temp's eighty-six degrees.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; Right eye dilated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She pulls up the other eyelid and shines a flashlight into his other eye.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Left eye dilated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; All right, people, let's get him into that tub or we're going to lose him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The nurse looks back at his pulse.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;On three... one, two, three...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The doctor and some other people lift Mulder up. Scully runs in through the outside doors and is stopped by a security guard.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECURITY GUARD #1:&lt;/b&gt; Hold it...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; An Agent Mulder was brought here tonight?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECURITY GUARD #1:&lt;/b&gt; This is an authorized area, military personnel only.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm a federal agent!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She tries to push past them but they stop her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECURITY GUARD #2:&lt;/b&gt; Ma'am!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECURITY GUARD #1:&lt;/b&gt; Hold on, you're not going anywhere until we can see some I.D.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; There's no time for this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She shows her badge to both of them.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;A man is dying.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is put him into a frostbite tank. The warm water covers most of his body. He talks over the scene.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What happened to me out on the ice has justified every belief. If I should die now, it would be with the certainty that my faith has been righteous. And if, through death, larger mysteries are revealed, I will have already learned the answer to the question that has driven me here... that there is intelligent life in the universe other than our own... that they are here among us... and that they have begun to colonize.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully bursts into the emergency room. The people are talking in the background. Scully looks at Mulder and holds up her badge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm Dana Scully, I'm Agent Mulder's partner. What are his vitals?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The doctor walks over to her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; He's suffering from extreme hypothermia.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No... you've got to get him out of the tub.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; He's dying, he's lost all his body heat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You've got to listen to me! If you keep him in there, you're going to kill him! The cold is the only thing that's keeping him alive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder flatlines.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; His heart stopped!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR:&lt;/b&gt; Give me one amp of epinephrine in a cannula!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show01.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show02.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show03.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show04.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show05.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2&lt;br /&gt;RESEARCH VESSEL ALTA; BEAUFORT SEA, ARCTIC CIRCLE; TWO WEEKS EARLIER  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The vessel moves along past icebergs jutting out of the water. A man climbs down from the upper look-out deck and opens up the door. The captain walks out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; You got to see this captain, we got a UFO or something buzzing us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The captain puts on his hat and goes to the ladder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Right up here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The captain climbs up the ladder to the deck. The man follows. Two men are standing with binoculars. A circular light is hovering in the distance.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;It's been just hovering up there for about twenty minutes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Could be a helicopter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; Not the way it flew over us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The man to their left stops looking through the binoculars.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; It's coming at us again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The light grows larger and races by the side of the ship.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFFICER:&lt;/b&gt; It's going to crash...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They watch as the light crashes into a distant iceberg, exploding in a fireball.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; Reverse engines!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DECKHAND:&lt;/b&gt; Reverse!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAPTAIN:&lt;/b&gt; We're going after it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN'S CARE FAMILY SERVICES AND CLINIC; SCRANTON, PENNSYLVANIA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A doctor, Landon Prince walks down the hallway towards the lounge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you very much.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NURSE:&lt;/b&gt; You're welcome.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks into the lounge and pours himself a cup of coffee. Doctors and nurses are sitting around. The TV can be heard.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANCHORMAN:&lt;/b&gt; ...has been covering this story and files this report.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;REPORTER:&lt;/b&gt; Two days ago, the crew of an ice cutter working the arctic circle thought they had seen a UFO when a strange aircraft plunged into the Beaufort Sea. But a short time later, they recovered what is now believed to be a Russian fighter pilot from the icy water where he miraculously survived the extreme arctic temperatures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Prince is paying attention now. On the TV, the crewmembers of the ship hoist the man up onto the boat with a pulley.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;The man was airlifted to a military hospital in Alaska where he was listed in stable condition. But while authorities have been trying to determine just who the pilot is, we've learned that he's apparently walked out of the hospital...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The camera shows a clear shot of the pilot's face. Prince's expression becomes ghostly.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;...and is now listed as missing. Reporting from our field...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Prince runs out of the lounge and down the hallway. He goes through the swinging doors and is grabbed by the pilot on TV, the Alien Bounty Hunter. The assassin slams the doctor up against the wall by the neck.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; Where is he?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANDON PRINCE:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The Bounty Hunter pushes him down onto the ground and kneels over him. He pulls his head back and takes out a small metallic tube, called a gimlet. A long, sharp point shoots out of the front of the tube and the Bounty Hunter poises to strike down with it. The doctor struggles against his attacker, but to no avail. The assassin shoves the point into the back of the doctor's neck, which leaks a green fluid and bubbles. The Bounty Hunter then gets up and rips off the cover to the electric box, which sparks and catches fire. The room burning behind him, he walks out nonchalantly as the alarm rings and the hallway fills with smoke.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4&lt;br /&gt;X-FILES OFFICE; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is leaning over his desk when Scully comes in and takes off her coat.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I have been looking for you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I was just down the street. Someone fired more shots at the White House last night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You got to wonder about a country where even the President has to worry about drive-by shootings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks over to his computer and sits down. She stands next to him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What are you working on?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I found these in my e-mail this morning... three obituaries.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sent by whom?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Nobody I know but obviously somebody who knows me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He clicks on a few keys and the text box expands on the monitor.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The deceased are Doctor Landon Prince of Scranton, Pennsylvania...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He expands another box.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Doctor Dale Gayhart of New York City...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He brings up the third obituary.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;...and Doctor Harvey Buchanon of Tea Neck, New Jersey. All worked in abortion clinics. They died in separate arson fires.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sounds like the work of militant right-to-lifers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Sounds like it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why would somebody send them to you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's taken me all morning to figure that out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What did you find?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks over to his desk and hands Scully a picture of Prince.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; This is the latest victim, Doctor Landon Prince. And these are the other two victims... Doctors Gayhart...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hands her another picture. The man is identical to Prince in every respect.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;...and Buchanon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She is given a third picture of another identical man.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Triplets?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Nope. I can't find any blood connection between them. In fact, I can't find any records on them at all. It's as if before they died, they never existed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5&lt;br /&gt;SCRANTON, PENNSYLVANIA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully are standing with the federal marshall, who is looking over a folder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEDERAL MARSHALL:&lt;/b&gt; Doctor Prince performs legal, clinical abortions which seems to be having its own share of occupational hazards these days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You don't know anything else about him?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEDERAL MARSHALL:&lt;/b&gt; Nah, he went about his work quietly. None of his family's come forward.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What about the man you arrested, this, uh, preacher?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEDERAL MARSHALL:&lt;/b&gt; Reverend Calvin Sistrunk. He's got a motive, he's threatened these abortion docs before. He was carrying this when we arrested him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hands Mulder a clip from a newspaper with an advertisement that has a picture of Prince and reads "Do you know this man? Call (212) 555-2884.")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We're hoping for an indictment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; As soon as you locate Doctor Prince's remains.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEDERAL MARSHALL:&lt;/b&gt; Yes... but that fact hasn't been released.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, there have been two identical fire deaths. Neither body has been found.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEDERAL MARSHALL:&lt;/b&gt; We're quite certain he was in the building. His car was in the parking lot. We found his keys in the stairwell where the fire was started. He's been missing since the incident. Could be we'll just be finding teeth and bone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The door opens behind Scully and an officer leads in Reverend Sistrunk.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALVIN SISTRUNK:&lt;/b&gt; Good afternoon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He sits down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEDERAL MARSHALL:&lt;/b&gt; Reverend Sistrunk... these are Agents Scully and Mulder. They want to ask you...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALVIN SISTRUNK:&lt;/b&gt; ...if Doctor Prince burns in hell's fire for his murder of the unborn? If his damnation is God's will?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Is that what you think, Reverend?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALVIN SISTRUNK:&lt;/b&gt; I guess it's a question of opinion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, it's my opinion that whoever killed Doctor Prince will also be linked to two other murders. How do you feel about that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALVIN SISTRUNK:&lt;/b&gt; There are those who endorse the killing of the heathen sinner in God's name, but I, sir, am not one of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Have you been to New York or New Jersey in the past two weeks?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALVIN SISTRUNK:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder shows him the advertisement.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; This clipping, where'd you get it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALVIN SISTRUNK:&lt;/b&gt; From the newspaper. Obviously, there are more of God's soldiers seeking this man for judgement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Which newspaper?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALVIN SISTRUNK:&lt;/b&gt; The local paper, up in Binghamton.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6&lt;br /&gt;GLOBE AND MAIL; BINGHAMTON, N.Y.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The woman at the desk is looking at the advertisement.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, yeah. I remember this one. The man who placed this payed cash.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Would you recognize his face?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; I might.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully shows her a mugshot of Sistrunk.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;No. That's not him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Do you have a record of his name or address?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; No, we don't. He wouldn't sign anything. In fact, he called and asked to place that ad a second week, so we did but he never came back to pay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Sure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The agents walk away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I've got a bad feeling about this case, Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you mean?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, nothing about it makes sense. We've got three deaths of identical victims, no bodies, a virtual non-suspect...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Sounds just like an X-File.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You don't even know who sent you that information. I mean, we've been set up before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at a map. He goes over to it, Scully following.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; If somebody really wanted to set us up, would they give us this little to go on? There's something bigger here, Scully. I'd be willing to bet there are more of these guys out there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; More victims?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Unless we get to them first. The deaths follow a pattern... New Jersey, New York, Scranton...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He puts his finger on the map and moves it to the next city as he says the name.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;...and then an ad is placed here in Binghamton looking for a man exactly like the others. The killer's moving in a northernly direction.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He looks over at the woman.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Uh, eh, uh... excuse me? Excuse me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She looks at him and they walk over to her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;The, uh, number in the ad, is th... would that be a voice mail?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, it is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How, how would you access that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN:&lt;/b&gt; Well, you'd start by paying the bill.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at Scully and takes out his wallet. He gives Scully the ad, who walks over to the phone. Mulder gives the woman his credit card.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Dial the number, then press twelve-thirty six.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully does so. The woman walks to the back. Mulder paces a little.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; There's twenty four messages responding to the ad. The first caller has seen the man in the photo in Syracuse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully takes a pen and pad out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That's north.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7&lt;br /&gt;FBI FIELD OFFICE; SYRACUSE, N.Y.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Agent Barrett Weiss picks up the phone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARRETT WEISS:&lt;/b&gt; Special Agent Weiss.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, this is Agent Mulder. I need to enlist your help.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARRETT WEISS:&lt;/b&gt; Shoot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He takes out a pen and starts to write down what Mulder says. Cut to Mulder and Scully, who are walking out of the post office.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm heading your way with Agent Scully. We have reason to believe a man in your area may be in danger. His name is Doctor Aaron Baker, he's living somewhere in Syracuse. We need you to find him and sit on him...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They get to their car. Cut back to Syracuse.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;...until we get there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARRETT WEISS:&lt;/b&gt; You got it. I'll call you back with an address as soon as I track him down.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 8&lt;br /&gt;737 26TH STREET; SYRACUSE, N.Y.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Weiss pulls up to the house, looks at his paper, then goes to the front door. He is about to knock when he hears talking.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AARON BAKER:&lt;/b&gt; There were years, years when our people did get along, where we could share in the entire planet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Weiss looks through the window.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;But you seem to be...you seem to be unwilling to share.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man puts his hand on Baker's shoulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I don't understand, I don't understand! You did not fail...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Weiss starts back down the stairs. The Bounty Hunter throws Baker against the wall, holding him by the throat.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIEN BOUNTY HUNTER:&lt;/b&gt; Your plans will not succeed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Weiss walks around to the back door. The Bounty Hunter slams Baker's face into the wall and flicks open his gimlet. As Weiss continues to sneak around the house, Baker falls to the floor, dead. Weiss slams open the door and points his gun at the Bounty Hunter, much to the assassin's surprise.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARRETT WEISS:&lt;/b&gt; Federal agent, drop your weapon! I said drop it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hears a bubbling and looks down to see Baker's body turn into a green liquid, bubbling and oozing. The "body" starts to deteriorate. Weiss is reasonably confused.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;What the hell...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The assassin raises his hand to throw the gimlet but Weiss shoots him three times in the chest. The assassin does not move, merely leaks the same green liquid that Baker and Prince had. Weiss stares at him in awe until he starts gagging and choking. He screams, holding his head. Mulder and Scully pull up to the house. They walk up the porch and knock on the door. Agent Weiss comes up behind them.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Agent Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, Agent Weiss?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Weiss takes out his badge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARRETT WEISS:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Did you find Doctor Baker?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARRETT WEISS:&lt;/b&gt; No, I'm afraid not. No one's home. There's two weeks worth of mail in the mailbox.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Uh, we may already be too late but we should take a look around anyway.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BARRETT WEISS:&lt;/b&gt; Not much to see.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully walk around the house. Weiss puts his badge away and walks back to his car. Opening the trunk, he looks at the real Barrett Weiss, dead, naked except for his underwear, bound and gagged. His eyes, nose and mouth are inflammed. "Weiss" looks around, then his facial features and body mass change to that of the Alien Bounty Hunter's. The Bounty Hunter throws the keys down on the dead agent, then closes the trunk and walks away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 9&lt;br /&gt;FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Skinner, sitting at his desk, pushes a button on the phone and the secretary is heard on the other end.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECRETARY:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Mulder has arrived.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Send him right in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Agent Mulder, please have a seat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Sorry I'm late, I just flew in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; From?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Syracuse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He sits down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Where you were doing what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Scully and I were following up a lead on a case.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Did anyone authorize this investigation, Agent Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Do you have paperwork on this case?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir. I'd assumed we had an understanding with respect to the X-Files.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sure it doesn't surprise you, Agent Mulder, that the people I have to answer to aren't quite so understanding. Particularly when one of their field agents is found dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Skinner stands.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Special Agent Barrett Weiss.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He tosses a photograph at Mulder of Weiss' body.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Out of the Syracuse office. His body was found stuffed in the trunk of a car in front of a house that you sent him to.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at the photograph in disbelief.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's impossible... I spoke to Agent Weiss, I saw him at the house.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Skinner pounds his fists on the desk and gets in Mulder's face.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Save it, Agent Mulder, save it for your report because until this matter is cleared up, your butt and mine are in a sling and your investigation, official or otherwise, is terminated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Sir...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; Don't underestimate the seriousness of this matter, Agent Mulder. A man is dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder stares down towards the floor as Skinner sits down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I want a full accounting on my desk in the morning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder nods and walks out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 10&lt;br /&gt;X-FILES OFFICE; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks into the office to the phone's ringing. He throws his jacket across the room and picks up the phone, sitting down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, it's me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Where are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully, who is sitting at her desk in front of her computer, her glasses on.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'm at home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Weiss is dead, Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Somebody killed him and Skinner hit the roof. We're being grounded until he gets a full accounting.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut back to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I just wish I knew what the hell was going on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully, who looks at the computer screen.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Have you checked your e-mail this morning, Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No, why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Because I received something unsettling and I wondered if you'd gotten it too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Mulder, who starts typing on his computer.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What is it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It's a digitally scanned photograph. There's another one, Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A picture slowly comes up of another identical doctor.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;His name is Doctor James Dickens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;And Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He's right here in Washington.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The e-mail message on her computer next to the picture reads:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;"Mail 485723&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DATE:&lt;/b&gt; -- Image enclosed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO:&lt;/b&gt; D_Scully@FBI.gov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROM:&lt;/b&gt; 82974@anon.server.ca  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Dr. James Dickens, Washington D.C."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Cut to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Stay where you are, Scully, I'll be right there to pick you up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hangs up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 11&lt;br /&gt;SCULLY'S HOUSE; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder pulls up and sees someone standing on the porch. They pass each other on the walkway and the man looks back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;My name is Ambrose Chapel.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks up to Mulder, showing his badge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I work with the Central Intelligence Agency. I need to talk to you about the case you're working on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at his badge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What case is that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; The murder of certain identical victims. I have a story to tell, Agent Mulder. Believe me, you want to hear it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Inside, Scully and Chapel are sitting across from each other. Mulder is standing away from them.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We've known of their existence for a decade. We had no idea they were in the country until last year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Who are they?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; We're working on vague intelligence reports but it appears early in the Cold War, Soviet scientists stumbled onto genetic anomaly in sets of identical twins. They were able to isolate the specific DNA material that gave the twins their facial features, hair color, texture... and they were able to reproduce it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is behind Scully now, having walked around during Chapel's rant.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Are you saying these men are clones?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; By all outward appearances.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully and Mulder look at each other.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How did they get here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; The program went by the codename "Gregor"... the name given to every clone. We believe the original Gregor came here sometime in the mid-70's on a German passport. Using that same document, they were able to bring a small cadre of clones into the country. Several of which have obtained strategic positions in the medical establishment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; For what purpose?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; In the event of war, they would mobilize simultaneously at different facilities across the U.S. to contaminate blood supplies, sabotage pharmaceutical factories... essentially destroy the country's immune system.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He takes a sip of water.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; If you've known about this for a year, why hasn't anything been done?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; Well, this is where the story gets perhaps even more incredible. In a secret agreement, someone is allowing the Gregors to be systematically eliminated by a man who I believe is a Russian spy killer in exchange for the absolute suppression of the program's existence and to obtain the science that created it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What's your business in this?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; I believe we share similar sentiments on our government's policies of denial which is why they've been trying to contact you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Who?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; The Gregors. You've obviously got a reputation as someone who might protect them and bring these misdeeds to light.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What makes you think we've been contacted?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; Your inquiries into their deaths...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Chapel pulls out a piece of paper and Mulder picks it up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;And your response to the ad I placed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(On the paper is a copy of the same advertisement as in the newspaper. Mulder sits down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We're talking state-sanctioned murder. If we can find them first, maybe the truth can be known.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder and Scully look at each other.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We know where one of these man may be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Chapel smiles and nods slightly.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 12&lt;br /&gt;GERMANTOWN, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A van is running outside. Dickens takes his briefcase off of a machine and looks at four large green vats. He pushes a few buttons and walks out. The name on the door is "3243 Edmonton." He gets in the van and looks at a young woman in the driver's seat.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES DICKENS:&lt;/b&gt; Okay, let's go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They drive off.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 13&lt;br /&gt;DICKENS' APARTMENT  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The van pulls up the apartment complex. They walk in and Dickens puts down his briefcase. Outside, Mulder, Scully and Chapel get out of a car. Dickens is hanging up his labcoat as someone knocks on the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES DICKENS:&lt;/b&gt; Who is it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Agents Scully and Mulder, we're with the F.B.I.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The woman grabs her coat and walks out of the room. Dickens opens the door and sees the two agents.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Doctor Dickens?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES DICKENS:&lt;/b&gt; Yes?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I believe you've been trying to contact us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES DICKENS:&lt;/b&gt; Uh...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Chapel steps into view and glares at the doctor.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; May we come in, Doctor Dickens?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES DICKENS:&lt;/b&gt; Um...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He starts to back away from the door, staring at Chapel in fright.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's okay, sir, there's nothing to be afraid of!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Dickens turns and runs across the room. Mulder chases him. He jumps out the window and lands on the ground from about four stories up. The three look out the window at Dickens' body.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'll call the paramedics...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She runs off. Dickens stirs.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; He's moving... he's getting up!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Dickens stands up, adjusts his glasses, and starts running. Mulder and Chapel walk away from the window.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'll call you back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She hangs up and goes to the window to see Dickens running down the street, followed by Chapel and Mulder. Mulder runs directly after him, but Chapel stops and turns right. Scully runs out the door as the woman watches her from behind the curtains. Dickens runs out into the street and Mulder follows. An oncoming car honks and crashes into Mulder, sending him flying up into the windshield, which cracks. Mulder rolls down off the hood and lands in the street, groaning and grabbing his side. Scully runs up to him and kneels down. He sits up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;You okay?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder whispers as he talks.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Okay. I just got the wind knocked out of me. Don't lose him! Go!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Okay...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She runs off as the driver gets out of the car and goes to Mulder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Are you all right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Dickens runs down an alley and looks at the fence in front of him. He looks back to see Chapel standing at the entranceway. Chapel slowly stalks towards him. Dickens looks around and sees a fire escape. He climbs up onto the dumpster and pulls down the ladder, a look of terror on his face. Chapel reaches up and grabs Dickens foot. Dickens gasps and is pulled down, but Chapel's face is no longer there, replaced by the Alien Bounty Hunter's. Scully runs down the alley and looks around, seeing no one. She takes out her gun and walks slowly down the alley. A man groans and she looks towards the dumpster, where Chapel stands up from behind it. She sighs in relief and lowers her gun.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; He's gone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Where?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMBROSE CHAPEL:&lt;/b&gt; He blindsided me. Went up the fire escape before I could grab him. I'm going to go see if I can find a way up on the roof.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks away. Scully watches him, warily, then looks around, walking to behind the dumpster. She steps in something and looks down to see a puddle of green liquid. She tries to wipe it off her foot and walks away. The puddle, clearly in the shape of a fallen body, starts to bubble and fizz as it turns into gas.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 14&lt;br /&gt;X-FILES OFFICE; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is walking to his desk as Scully walks in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; How are you feeling?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Like I should've used the crosswalk. A lot better than my phone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He sits down and waves his decimated cellular phone. She takes off her coat and puts down her briefcase.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Maybe we should've dropped this case when you were told.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, if what our friend from the C.I.A. says is true, this could blow the lid off one of the biggest national security conspiracies ever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Our friend from the C.I.A. is about as unbelievable as his story... as is everything about this case. I mean, whatever happened to "trust no one," Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, I changed it to "trust everyone." I didn't tell you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He stands and pulls out a folder from a stack.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I ran a full background check on this guy. Ambrose Chapel is a seventeen-year veteran, special intelligence clearance. He's the real thing, Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hands her the folder. She opens it and looks at it. There is a picture clipped onto the file.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why would a man with his experience need our help... and how could he let a man that he's been looking so hard for slip away so easily? You know, that doctor wasn't running away from us, Mulder, he was running away from Agent Chapel.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I think you're being overly paranoid about him, Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Paranoid. Have you stopped to consider that maybe it was Agent Chapel who killed that field agent in Syracuse?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks to his desk.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Is that what you want me to put on my report to Skinner? Because I would be more than happy to have you explain that to him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Damn it, Mulder, that is not my job.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She throws down the folder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;You'll pursue a case at the expense of everything, to the point of insanity, and expect me to follow you. There has to be somewhere to draw the line.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Three identical men are dead. A fourth identical man is alive and on the lam. If the pursuit of this case seems like insanity to you, feel free to step away from it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; An F.B.I. agent died because of our pursuit of this case.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Those are the risks we take. You either accept them or you don't. We all draw our own lines.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He sits down. Scully stares at him, then looks away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I have to show you something.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She reaches into her briefcase and pulls out a shoe with a part of the sole melted off.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I got these a week ago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She hands the shoe to Mulder and sits down on his desk.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I stepped in something last night that ate clean through the sole. Now, maybe I'm being paranoid, but it was in the exact spot where this man Chapel said the doctor escaped.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is pushing a pencil through the hole.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why don't you send it to our lab guys for analysis?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hands the shoe back.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;And while you're at it, why don't you arrange for an autopsy bay?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; An autopsy bay?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; In putting together my report for Skinner, I came across something I think you'll appreciate. Whoever killed that field agent in Syracuse was so clever, no clear cause of death can be established.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully looks at him in disbelief.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 15&lt;br /&gt;AUTOPSY BAY; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Agent Weiss is layed out on an examining table with a sheet over him. Scully is reading off of a clipboard. Mulder is standing off to the side.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; There's no penetrating knife or gunshot wounds. No ligature marks or abrasions from strangulation. The toxicologocial is clean... and the blood work... well, the blood work is strange.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks over her shoulder at the file.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Strange how?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, there's evidence of polycythemia, excessive production of red blood cells.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks around to the other side of Weiss.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How excessive?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Extremely. The doctor who made this report has it in here that the blood was curdled like jelly. As if something caused the blood to thicken or clot prior to death.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Due to what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Possibly a coagulating agent introduced into the body, but it would've shown up on the toxicological.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks back over.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Didn't Agent Chapel say something about these doctors being able to contaminate the blood supply? Couldn't one of those contaminants have been used to kill this man?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know, Mulder, I... there was a doctor's bag I took as evidence from the apartment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A man walks in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Agent Mulder?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Assistant Director Skinner's been looking for you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right, I'll be right there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The man walks out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Check the bag. See if you can find anything that'll connect.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, Skinner's going to want to know why you didn't file your report. What're you going to say?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Just the truth. I got hit by a car.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He smiles and walks out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 16&lt;br /&gt;ASSISTANT DIRECTOR WALTER SKINNER'S OFFICE; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Skinner is writing at his desk when Mulder walks in, carrying a folder.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm sorry this is so late. I had trouble with the, uh, data from the, uh, autopsy...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Skinner walks over to him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKINNER:&lt;/b&gt; That's not why I called you in here, Agent Mulder. Uh... your father's been trying to reach you. There's been a family emergency.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks at him, surprised.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks out.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 17&lt;br /&gt;X-FILES OFFICE; FBI HEADQUARTERS; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is on the phone, it is ringing. A woman picks up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hello?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Mom?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Fox. Is that you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I, I didn't expect you to answer. Wha, what are you doing at Dad's? Is he all right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Let me put him on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hello?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Dad?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He sits down.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I got a message there was a family emergency.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, I received a very strange phone call this afternoon. I called your mother. We think it's important that you come up here as soon as possible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Can you tell me what this is about?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'll know more when you get here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hangs up. Mulder, confused, hangs up as Scully walks in, carrying the briefcase.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I didn't find anything much to go on but we've got an address.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder gets up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Check it out, I'll call you as soon as I can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Where you going?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder grabs his coat and leaves. Scully looks at the tag on the briefcase which reads:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;NAME:&lt;/b&gt; Dr. James Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADDRESS:&lt;/b&gt; 3243 Edmonton Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CITY:&lt;/b&gt; Germantown.")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 18&lt;br /&gt;3243 EDMONTON STREET  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully pulls up in front of the building, which looks to be one in a series of warehouses. She opens the door slowly and walks in, her gun in hand. She steps in something and looks down to see a lot more of the same green liquid on the floor. She keeps walking through it nonetheless and sees the giant room with the four large vats of the green liquid. One is pushed over with a resounding crash by Agent Chapel, better known as the Alien Bounty Hunter. The room is in complete shambles. The small bags with tubes attached that were in the vats litter the floor. Chapel looks down at one and steps on it, watching the green liquid pour out and smiling to himself. He hears footsteps and turns to see Scully's shadow moving back down the hall. Following the shadow, he sees the outer door close. He walks out just as Scully speeds away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 19&lt;br /&gt;SCULLY'S HOUSE; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully paces back and forth, the phone to her ear. Mulder's machine picks up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER ON MACHINE:&lt;/b&gt; Hello, this is Fox Mulder. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(It beeps.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, it's me. I need to talk to you immediately. I've got some new information on this case.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She walks over to the window and looks through the blinds. She sees a gray car parked outside.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Mulder, I think I'm in danger. I'm in my apartment and I think I've been followed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She hangs up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 20&lt;br /&gt;MARTHA'S VINEYARD; WEST TISBURY, MASSACHUSETTS  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder gets out of his car and runs up the walkway to the front porch. His father sits in a chair off to the side.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Your mother needs some time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Fox looks at him as he lights a cigarette.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You said it was an emergency.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(William stands and walks over to him. Fox goes to hug him but William extends his hand. Fox shakes it, disappointed.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; She wanted you to come. It's a difficult time. I appreciate your coming on such short notice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What is it, Dad?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(William takes a puff of his cigarette.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The certainty... becomes a comfort that allows you to move on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Fox looks through the window and sees his mother, crying, talking to someone.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We bury our memories so deep after all that has been destroyed... never expecting...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who is Mom talking to?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(William takes another drag off his cigarette.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILLIAM MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Your sister.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder looks in the window, then back at his father in disbelief. He runs into the house. The door slams shut behind him as he walks into the living room. His mother and the woman stand up. Samantha walks up to Mulder, and it is the same woman that we saw with Dickens.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Fox.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She nods. Mulder just stares blankly at her. At sunrise, Fox's mother is in bed and Fox closes the shades.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; After all those sleepless nights, now I can hardly keep my eyes open.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He fluffs her pillow. He lays her down and tucks her in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You're exhausted. We all are. It's after 5:30.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, I just need a couple of hours.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He turns off the lamp and kisses her forehead.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Try and get some sleep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks over and closes the other shades. She sits up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Fox...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, Mom?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It is really her...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She stares at him, waiting for a response.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Isn't it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I... I don't see who else it could be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They stare at each other.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Now go to sleep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder walks out on the front porch and closes his eyes. The birds chirp and he looks to his right. Samantha is sitting in the chair, draped in a blanket. She smiles brightly.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Is it too late for a game of Stratego?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Fox laughs.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's twenty-two years too late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He walks towards her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I don't think Dad can think of anything to say. He just... sat here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; So much has happened. Where do you begin?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She stands and looks out into the yard.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I must have been nine or ten when I was returned. I had no memory. I was placed with a family who raised me as a daughter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who were they?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I knew they weren't my parents but I didn't remember Mom or Dad..or you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But you came to remember... us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I started having trouble several years ago. It was diagnosed as free-floating anxiety. Nothing worked for me. I hit rock bottom... until I underwent regression hypno-therapy. And it all started coming back...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She starts to cry.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;The abductions, the tests...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They hug and Mulder looks about to cry as well.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I'm in danger, Fox.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you mean?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You've been contacted. You know there's a man hunting my father and the other doctors.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Your f... your father.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; My adoptive parents. They're only visitors here... what people would call "aliens." A bounty hunter's been sent to kill them. You've met this man. His lies to you have caused others like my father to die. He won't stop until he's killed them all and anyone who tries to stop him. He'll come for me soon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 21&lt;br /&gt;SCULLY'S APARTMENT; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully walks out of her bathroom, running suit on, takes her fanny-pack, and leaves. She closes the door and the phone rings a few seconds later. The machine picks up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY ON MACHINE:&lt;/b&gt; Hi, this is Dana Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 22&lt;br /&gt;MULDER'S APARTMENT; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder is on the other end.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY ON MACHINE:&lt;/b&gt; Please, leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The machine beeps.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey, Scully, it's Mulder, pick up the phone. Okay, if you're screening, pick up the phone, I need to talk to you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He sighs.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;All right, do not under any circumstances trust the C.I.A. agent. Your life may be in danger, now call me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hangs up. Samantha sits, watching him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; She may not be able to recognize him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She stands.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;He has the ability to disguise himself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Disguise himself how?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; As anyone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; As anyone? You got to be kidding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAMANTHA MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; No. You can't recognize him, but I can.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 23&lt;br /&gt;BUS STOP  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully runs up to a bus stop as the bus pulls up. She gets in, deposits her change, and looks around. Not seeing Chapel, she pulls off her hood and sits down in the back of the bus. She looks at all the men and pulls her cellular out of her fanny-pack. She dials a number.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER ON MACHINE:&lt;/b&gt; Hello, this is Fox Mulder. Leave a message, please.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(It beeps.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, it's me. I just left my aparment and I don't think I've been followed. I'm going to be staying at the Vacation Village Motor Lodge off the I-90 in Germantown. Now, by the time you reach me, I should have some very important information for you regarding this case.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She hangs up. A few seats down, watching her, is the Alien Bounty Hunter.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 24&lt;br /&gt;3243 EDMONTON STREET  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully sneaks over to the building she was in before and takes out a small gun with a long metal stick in the front. She puts the stick into the keylock and pulls the trigger. The door unlocks. She slowly opens the door to the room and sees the lab is still in shambles. She splashes through the liquid on the floor and bends down at one point, looking at one of the small bags with the tubes attached. Picking up the tube, she sees a small alien-shaped figure in the bag. She stares at it. After a few seconds, it moves. She stands up, looking at it in awe as a man, looking exactly the same as the other clones before, looks at her through the barrels off to the side. She hears him moving around and looks at him. He starts running. She puts down the bag and gives chase.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Wait.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She takes out her gun and he stops at a wall.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Stop! Federal Agent! Put your hands against the wall. Do it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GREGOR CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt; You won't shoot me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Put you hands against the wall... now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He turns around.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GREGOR CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt; You cannot harm us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sir...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The wall turns out to be a sliding door, which he moves to reveal a stairway and a few hallways.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GREGOR CLONE #1:&lt;/b&gt; It's all right.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Two more clones walk down the stairs and another comes in from the right.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;We are the last remaining. Unless you protect us, we are already dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She stares in amazement. Later, there are police cars swarming outside. Scully is walking with another agent.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; These men are to be held in maximum security protective custody. No visitors, no press, no anybody... okay?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FBI AGENT:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah. Can I ask? Who are these guys?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'll let you know when I figure it out myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She walks away. He gets into one of the cars. There is a Gregor in different back seats to each car. Scully walks over to the first one, who looks back at her as they drive off. From the rooftops, the Alien Bounty Hunter watches Scully.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 25&lt;br /&gt;MULDER'S APARTMENT; WASHINGTON, D.C.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Mulder plays back his machine. Samantha stands off to the side.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY ON MACHINE:&lt;/b&gt; ...I should have some very important information for you regarding this case.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(It beeps. He dials a number. It rings.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Vacation Village.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I need to speak to Dana Scully, please.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to the Vacation Village Motorlodge in Germantown.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Just a moment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He scans down the guest list. Cut back to Mulder's apartment.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I'm sorry, there's no one registered by that name.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; All right, I need her to call Fox Mulder as soon as she checks in, okay? Fox Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Fox Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Cut to the Vacation Village Motorlodge.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Will do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He hangs up and picks up a pencil and pad. The pencil tip breaks off.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Now who's this message for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully walks in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'd like a single for one night, please.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAN:&lt;/b&gt; Uh... see what I got.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully walks into her room and chainlocks the door. She goes into bathroom and starts running a shower. She grabs a towel and closes the door. The cellular phone inside her fanny-pack rings.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 26&lt;br /&gt;FEDERAL STOCKADE; TILESTON, VIRGINIA; 7:05 PM  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(A guard walks down the hallway past the jail cells. A Gregor is seated in each one. He opens the door at the end and looks at another one. The federal marshall walks in.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FBI AGENT:&lt;/b&gt; Whose post is this?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GUARD #1:&lt;/b&gt; Mine, sir, we're on changeover.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FBI AGENT:&lt;/b&gt; I'm going to talk to the prisoners.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They walk over to the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Oh, you want to get me a coffee... sugar and milk, no cream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The guard hands him the keys.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GUARD #1:&lt;/b&gt; Do you want me to keep an eye open?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FBI AGENT:&lt;/b&gt; No, just get me the coffee.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GUARD #1:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(The marshall unlocks the door and walks in. The guard locks the door behind him. The marshall walks over to the first clone's cell. He is sitting a pensive state but slowly looks up at the marshall. The marshall turns his hand around to reveal the Bounty Hunter's gimlet. It flicks open. The marshall is obviously the Bounty Hunter in disguise.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 27&lt;br /&gt;VACATION VILLAGE MOTORLODGE; GERMANTOWN, MARYLAND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;THE TIME IS 11:&lt;/b&gt;21. Scully is asleep. There is a knock on the door and she wakes up. Turning on the lamp, she gets out of bed.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Who is it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, it's me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She pulls back the curtain slightly and looks out the window. She walks over and opens the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;I got your message.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Where've you been?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Her cellular phone rings.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Hang on...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She walks away from Mulder and picks it up.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Scully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (on phone) Scully, it's me, where are you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Scully's body becomes tense.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Scully? Are you there?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She slowly turns to see Mulder closing the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;Scully?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Her breathing becomes heavy as she stares at the Mulder standing in front of her.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;[TO BE CONTINUED ...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226538207453386777-5813091091091962109?l=danascullyfbi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/feeds/5813091091091962109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4226538207453386777&amp;postID=5813091091091962109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/5813091091091962109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226538207453386777/posts/default/5813091091091962109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danascullyfbi.blogspot.com/2010/10/colony-episode-2x16-videosguidestillstr.html' title='&quot;Colony&quot; 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Mulder and Scully respond to a request by Robin McAlpin to investigate the events surrounding the death of her marine husband Private Jack McAlpin in North Carolina. He is the second marine stationed at the Folkstone government processing camp for Hatian refugees to die in mysterious circumstances. The Marine Corp officially classified the deaths as suicides, but another marine stationed at the camp, Harry Durham attributes the deaths to a voodoo curse. Mulder and Scully travel to the camp and interview the base commander Colonel Wharton. He tells them that tension has been high in the camp since a young Haitian boy was killed during a riot. He blames the whole situation on a Haitian revolutionary, Pierre Bauvais who is being held in a camp cell. Scully is given permission to carry out an autopsy but McAlpin's body is missing. However as she and Mulder drive away from the camp, she narrowly avoids running down McAlpin walking in the middle of the road. Tests on McAlpin reveal trace amounts of the poison tetrodotoxin in his blood stream, leading Mulder to conclude that someone injected McAlpin so that he would appear to be dead. When Durham makes a claim that Commander Wharton has sanctioned the beating of the refugees in retaliation for the men he lost during the invasion of Haiti, the situation is further muddled. In the charged world of voodoo curses and zombie soldiers Mulder and Scully search for the truth behind the deaths. &lt;p&gt; Noteworthy Quote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Scully: &lt;i&gt;"There was a boy, his name was Bonapart, Chester Bonapart"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Soldier: &lt;i&gt;"Sure, Chester, poor kid, he died six weeks ago in that riot"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Writer: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Howard Gordon &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Director: &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Rob Bowman&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;   Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;David Duchovny &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Fox Mulder&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gillian Anderson &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Special Agent Dana Scully&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/p&gt; Guest Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Steven Williams &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; X&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Kevin Conway &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Private Mcalpin&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Dan Butler &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Colonel Wharton&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Katya Gardner &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Robin Mcalpin&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Matt Hill &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Private Harry Dunham&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Jamil Walker Smith &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Chester Bonaparte&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Bruce Young &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Pierre Bauvais&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Roger Cross &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Private Kittel&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Callum Keith Rennie &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Groundskeeper&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Peter Kelamis &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Lieutenant Foyle&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Adrien Malebranche &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Skinny Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode Stills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transcript Fresh Bones 2x15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: http://www.insidethex.co.uk/transcrp/scrp215.htm )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1&lt;br /&gt;FOLKSTONE, NORTH CAROLINA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Early morning, winter. Residential street. House of PRIVATE JACK MCALPIN and his wife ROBIN MCALPIN. ROBIN MCALPIN is lying in bed alone just waking up to the sounds of a toddler crying.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; (sleepily) Your turn. (no answer) Jack? (she gets out of bed and crosses to the bathroom door where she hears someone being physically ill) Honey? (toilet flushes) Are you still feeling sick?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; (angrily, coming out of the bathroom) What�s the matter with you? Can�t you hear the baby is crying?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He roughly passes by her. Later, she sits at the breakfast table with their toddler eating breakfast. )  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; (to toddler) How �bout some cereal, Honey?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(PRIVATE MCALPIN, still angry, comes downstairs in army fatigues, pours himself cereal.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; (quietly) You were having those awful dreams again last night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; I didn�t sleep long enough to be dreaming.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; I want you to go to the doctor. Find out what�s wrong. Will you do that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; (yelling) I�d just like to eat my breakfast in peace! Do you think that�s possible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MRS. MCALPIN cowers under his yelling and begins crying. The baby begins crying and she tries to comfort him. PRIVATE MCALPIN takes a bite of his cereal. When he looks in his bowl he sees an mass of wiggling meal worms. He spits out the food in disgust and runs out the door.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; (crying, not understanding) Jack, what is it?!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(He runs out door past jockey statue that has been painted white. He gets in car and drives away quickly. Camera switches back to the statue which now has black maggoty things crawling on its face. PRIVATE MCALPIN is driving very fast. He looks at himself in the rearview mirror. His face is covered with black and red pustules, but only in the mirror. We see that his face is actually clear. He steers the car at full speed into the trunk of a large tree beside the road. The car is totaled. Camera pans around to show an intricate symbol painted on the backside of the tree.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show01.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show02.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show03.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show04.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.insidethex.co.uk/images/show05.jpg" alt="[OPENING CREDITS]" hspace="15" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2&lt;br /&gt;COUNTY ROAD 10&lt;br /&gt;FOLKSTONE, NORTH CAROLINA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER and SCULLY are driving along rural road. SCULLY looks through the file on PRIVATE MCALPIN.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Private John McAlpin-- one of the few, the proud ... the dead. Last week he wrapped his car around a tree. Died on impact.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (reading) Drug and alcohol tests came back negative. Car shows no evidence of brake, steering or any other mechanical failure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; The military is calling it a suicide�They�re especially concerned because it�s the second one in as many weeks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Both at the same base?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, except that it's not exactly a base. Flip to the back. The Marines were all stationed at the Folkstone processing center in North Carolina. More than 12,000 refugees waiting for asylum from Uncle Sam.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Wasn't there a riot there about a month ago?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; A ten year old boy was killed but the uh, details of his death were never released.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why did the military contact us?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; They didn't. Mrs. McAlpin contacted the Bureau when the military refused her request to investigate her husband's death further.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; She doesn�t believe it was suicide.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (pointing) There.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER stops beside the tree that MCALPINE ran into. They get out and look at the symbol painted on the tree.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; This is the tree that stopped Private McAlpin's car. State police reported there's graffiti on the bark.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; It looks like some kind of ritual symbol.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Most of the refugees at Folkstone are Haitian.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mrs. McAlpin believes voodoo was behind her husband's death?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Mrs. McAlpin doesn't believe her husband killed himself. She wants to know who did.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MCALPIN�s house. The toddler plays on the floor as MRS. MCALPIN talks to MULDER and SCULLY at the kitchen table.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; Jack used to tell these jokes. Well, they were pretty dumb, I guess, but the way he told them always made me laugh. Then he got transferred to the camp and nothing was very funny anymore.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Did he ever discuss with you what went on there? What his duties included?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; No. He'd just come home angry, mostly at himself though sometimes he'd turn it on Luke and me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Was he ever treated for depression or stress?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; No. I tried getting him to talk to someone, even our minister, but Jack believed in dealing with his own problems.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Did he believe in voodoo?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; The Marines, his family and football pretty much sums up everything Jack believed in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; So, when did you first think that his death involved something out of the ordinary?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; One of the boys in his squad told me what they found at the accident and he said it was some kind of voodoo curse -- the same one they found on the stool that Puerto Rican boy used to hang himself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who told you that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; Harry Dunham. He's from New Orleans so he's pretty superstitious about that type of thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What about you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; My husband had just died so I didn't give it much thought either way... Not until Luke dug this up out of his sandbox.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MRS. MCALPIN reaches down and produces a large pink conch shell with the same symbol that was on the tree painted on the lip of the shell. MULDER and SCULLY look at each other.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. MCALPIN:&lt;/b&gt; I know it sounds crazy me worrying about all this but the truth is, I'm scared. I'm scared for my child... And I just don't know what to do anymore.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4&lt;br /&gt;FOLKSTONE INS PROCESSING CENTER  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER and SCULLY enter military-like compound with an armed escort, SCULLY a pace behind MULDER. Barbed wire fences and aluminum buildings. Not a pleasant place. Haitian male refugees stare at them. In the mess hall, one of the men grabs SCULLY and begins yelling at her in Creole. A young Haitian boy, CHESTER, pushes the man away from SCULLY.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; Go! Go! Get away! Get away! (the man leaves) He�s crazy. Too much rum. (smiles at SCULLY, a young con artist) For such a pretty lady it�s dangerous out here. You need something pour vous gardez --- for protection. (produces small decorated cloth bag from his pocket) Your lucky charm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (ignoring him) Come on, Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; How much?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; Five � (changes mind) Ten.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I�ll give you five.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (over it) Let�s go, Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You should always carry protection. Hold on. (hands CHESTER money and takes small cloth bag) There you go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, MULDER and SCULLY sit in COLONEL WHARTON�s office. COLONEL WHARTON is tough, no nonsense Marine.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; I'm still not clear just what it is you're investigating here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Two of your men have died in the past two weeks allegedly of self-inflicted injuries.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; And I've taken every measure to see it doesn't happen again. I've even flown in the 528th combat stress control detachment from Camp LeJeune.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; But your soldiers aren't in combat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; In some ways what we're dealing with here is worse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; How so?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; We're soldiers. We're not prison guards. And we're being asked to police a hostile population of foreigners without the resources to feed or house them. There are bound to be some conflicts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; So your men are getting the brunt of the refugees' frustration?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; It's hatred, plain and simple. They hate us and all I can do is see that they're processed as efficiently as possible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Colonel Wharton, a, uh... A certain ritual sign was found at the scene of both deaths. Is there anything you can tell us about that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; Not much. Apparently, it's some sort of voodoo marking.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But you haven't investigated it as a possibility.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; Possibility of what? All I know is voodoo caused a riot in my camp. One night they held some secret ceremony. The next day all hell broke loose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; We understand a refugee was killed-- a young boy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; No one felt that tragedy more deeply than me. Fortunately, I was able to isolate the one responsible for instigating all the trouble.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Who would that be?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; His name is Bauvais. Pierre Bauvais. Thinks he's some kind of revolutionary.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Do you think we could speak with him?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; If you don't mind listening to his laundry list of complaints.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I'd also like to examine Private McAlpin's body. I have a signed consent from his wife.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; (indicating soldier standing at the door) Private Dunham will help you with whatever you need.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(PRIVATE DUNHAM opens door for them. MULDER guides SCULLY out, his hand on her lower back. As they pass him, PRIVATE DUNHAM glances nervously back at COLONEL WHARTON, then follows MULDER and SCULLY.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5&lt;br /&gt;TEMPORARY CAMP MORGUE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(SCULLY is interviewing the coroner, FOYLE.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CORONER FOYLE:&lt;/b&gt; Cause of death was no great mystery. That boy was doing 60 when he hit the tree.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; So they pronounced him at the scene?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CORONER FOYLE:&lt;/b&gt; His head was hanging on his shoulders like a broken peony and he had no respiratory or cardiac functioning. I saw no reason to conduct an autopsy then and I still don't. Well, you can see for yourself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(CORONER FOYLE roughly opens the drawer. They stare in shock at the badly decayed dog carcass lying where a human body should be.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CORONER FOYLE:&lt;/b&gt; What kind of a sick joke is this? Jackson!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JACKSON:&lt;/b&gt; (voice off camera) Sir?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CORONER FOYLE:&lt;/b&gt; (exiting) Who the hell's been in here?! Someone�s tampered with McAlpin�s body and I want to know who!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(SCULLY looks down at the dog corpse.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6&lt;br /&gt;PROCESSING CENTER BRIG  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Same time, PRIVATE DUNHAM leads MULDER down to BAUVAIS�s cell, solitary lockup area.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You�re Harry Dunham.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You knew Private McAlpin? His wife said you were friends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; We were in the same squad.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Any idea why he might have killed himself?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; I can't say, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You can't say or you won't say?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; I'll be right here if you need me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER enters BAUVAIS� chain link cell. BAUVAIS is a large Haitian man, very calm and mysterious. Thick Creole accent.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; My name is Mulder. I'm with the FBI. I was hoping you could answer some questions about the two US Marines who took their own lives.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; It is a terrible shame.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I'm not convinced it's as simple as that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; You do not believe I was involved in this, do you? How could I be... When they keep me locked up in here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You tell me. These photographs were taken at the sites of both deaths. (shows him photos) The shell was found buried under one of the soldiers' homes. Can you tell me about the symbol?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; Why? What do you expect to learn from this?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Just the truth. One of the Marines left behind a wife. She's too frightened to even mourn. She deserves some peace of mind.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; It is the Loco-Miroir the crossroads between the two worlds-- the mirror in which a man must confront his true self. These Marines... Maybe they didn't like what they saw.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Colonel Wharton says you incited the riot last month.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; My country was born on the blood of slaves. Freedom is our most sacred legacy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Does that mean you would kill to preserve it?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; Wharton will not let us return home... Which is all we ask.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(SCULLY enters.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, I need to speak with you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; She�s come to tell you the Marine is gone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(BAUVAIS and SCULLY stare at each other. SCULLY is clearly unnerved by the man.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; How did you know?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; It�s the spirits. The Loa have warned you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(BAUVAIS stands backlit. SCULLY can only see his outline. Shades of "Irresistible".)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Somebody stole McAlpin's body and replaced it with what looks like a dog's corpse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; They will only warn you once. After that, no magic can save you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER quickly steps between BAUVAIS and SCULLY blocking her from the prisoner�s intense stare.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Come on, Scully. Let's go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They exit.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Night. MULDER and SCULLY on the road. SCULLY driving.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; So what do you think happened to Private McAlpin?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Somehow, Bauvais must have switched the bodies.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It's quite a trick considering he's been confined for the last month.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, then he had somebody else do it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But you said there was no trace evidence. And security is practically impossible to breach.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; I was only suggesting that whoever did it was clever and thorough. I wasn�t suggesting that some kind of spirit did it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, just in case, I believe in covering my bases.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER hangs the cloth charm he bought from CHESTER in the camp on the rearview mirror. SCULLY rolls her eyes.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, voodoo only works by instilling fear in its believers. You saw how Bauvais tried to intimidate me. I'll admit the power of suggestion is considerable but this is no more magic than a pair of fuzzy dice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Scully, look out!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(SCULLY slams on brakes almost hitting a figure who is walking in the middle of the road as if sleepwalking. MULDER and SCULLY get out of the car and approach him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Private McAlpin?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MCALPIN does not respond.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 8&lt;br /&gt;PCYCHIATRIC INFIRMARY  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Camp medical facilities. MCALPIN sits rocking, still in a daze.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He�s nonverbal, nonresponsive to voice, touch or pain. The neurologists suspect he suffered a severe concussion resulting in amnesia.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; It�s a plausible diagnosis. Only I'm more interested in how he came back to life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, obviously, he never left. Dr. Foyle made a gross mistake when he signed the death certificate. It�s not the first time something like that�s happened.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Did you get a copy of the blood test?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah. (reads) Electrolytes, white and red counts are all normal. Except this is strange. The lab detected trace levels of tetrodotoxin in his blood. (MULDER begins pacing.) That's a poison found in the liver and reproductive organs of puffer fish-- a Japanese delicacy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Somehow, I get the feeling Private McAlpin didn't frequent too many sushi bars.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; You have a theory how it got into his blood?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you know about zombies?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, I hope you don't intend to tell Robin McAlpin that she married one?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; In 1982, a Harvard ethnobotanist named Wade Davis did extensive field research in Haiti on the zombification phenomenon. He analyzed several samples of zombie powder prepared by voodoo priests and he found tetrodotoxin to be common to all of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; But, Mulder, it�s a lethal poison.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But in small enough doses it can cause paralysis and depress cardiorespiratory activities to such a low level that the victim might appear clinically dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, zombie or not, Jack McAlpin is alive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Exactly. Which is what makes me wonder about the other Marine who allegedly killed himself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 9&lt;br /&gt;FOLKSTONE MUNICIPAL CEMETERY  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Graveyard. Day. MULDER and SCULLY walk into the cemetery.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why did they bury Private Guttierez here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;( A large black dog growls at them. GROUNDSKEEPER comes up behind the dog. )  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; They beat you to it. You're the FBI, aren't you? (to dog) Stay. Easy, Wong.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (showing badge) Yeah. We've arranged to exhume the body of Manuel Guttierez.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; Right. The Marine. I prepared the dig as soon as I got the judge's order, but it's too late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Too late?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah. The body snatchers got there first. I caught them more than few times right in the act but it's getting I can't keep up anymore. That's, uh, why I got this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Opens his coat to show them a pistol.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Don't the police intervene?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; They got their hands full trying to protect the lives of the living. I am all these people have to preserve their rest.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; These body snatchers � What do they do with the bodies?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; Ah, they sell them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; To who?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, it varies. When the local medical school ran short of cadavers rumor had it that the snatchers got $200 a head. But mostly, it's the voodoo types who do the buying. A lot of folks in these parts go in for that with the medicines and the potions and... Yeah, here we are.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They look into an empty grave.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; Look at that. They dug him up right under my nose. How�s he supposed to rest in peace like this? (MULDER looks at the name on the coffin) They can do what they like with the pigs and the chickens but this is a desecration. This is uncool.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder ..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(She points to a figure digging near a grave several yards away.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; Look at that. See what I�m talking about?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Begins to pull out his pistol, but MULDER stops him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Let us take care of this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUNDSKEEPER:&lt;/b&gt; Knock yourselves out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER and SCULLY run toward the figure digging near a grave. It is the young boy from the prison, CHESTER. He tries to run, but MULDER grabs hold of him.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; (struggling in MULDER�s grasp) Let me be! I didn't do nothing! What did I do?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Maybe you can tell us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They look down at CHESTER�s bag which has fallen open. It is full of live frogs which begin hopping away. MULDER and SCULLY look at each other.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (looking at the frogs) Maybe I should kiss a few and find out if one is Guttierez.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, they sit in a fast food restaurant. MULDER and SCULLY watch as CHESTER greedily devours a cup of french fries.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; Fresh bones. They pay good. But I go there for the frogs. You find the best frogs at the cemetery.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; How do you get out of the camp?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; I go, and then I come back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; What about your parents? Are your parents at the camp?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What about a name?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; (proudly) Chester Bonaparte.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What do you do with the frogs, Chester?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; For each one I catch, I get 50 cents.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; From who? Who pays you for them?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; (mysteriously) Bauvais. His magic is the most strong. He even made my fries disappear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Hey, Chester. I got magic, too, and I bet I can make your fries reappear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHESTER:&lt;/b&gt; Merci!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER opens his wallet and hands CHESTER some money. CHESTER grins and runs off to the counter for more fries.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Mulder, certain frog species secrete a substance called bufotoxin. It's chemically similar to what we found in Private McAlpin�s blood. I think we should ask Bauvais what he's doing with those frogs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (speaking very quietly to SCULLY) I didn't want to say anything before because I wasn't sure, but I think we're being followed. It's a gray four-door sedan in the parking lot. Keep an eye on Chester.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER goes outside and sneaks around to the driver�s side of a gray car. He points his gun at PRIVATE DUNHAM.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Out of the car, Private. You've been following us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Look, I had to warn you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You didn�t seem too interested in helping us before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; I couldn't talk then-- not with Colonel Wharton so close by. And not with him right there. (indicates CHESTER as SCULLY helps him into the backseat of her car)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Chester? He's just a little boy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir, he is not.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; (approaching the men) What�s going on?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Private Dunham was just about to tell us why we're in danger.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; You're putting yourselves into the middle of something you don't understand.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; But you do?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Bauvais warned him. He told the Colonel he'd take his men one by one unless...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Unless what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Unless the Colonel let his people go back to Haiti. But the Colonel... He just had us turn up the heat on all them beatings and all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Colonel Wharton sanctioned beatings of the refugees?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; He ordered it, and worse. The things he is making us do to those people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Why hasn't anybody stepped forward or filed a complaint?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; None of us feel good about it, Ma�am, but you don't join the Marines to feel good.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You said that Bauvais threatened the Colonel�s men.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; He said he'd take their souls.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You believe he can do that?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Jack was my friend, and look what happened to him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Well, we don't know what happened to him but there is a medical explanation for his condition.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; Back home, an associate of my daddy's, Clyde Jessamin, once crossed a man on some kind of real estate deal. And not two weeks passed before Jessamin's daughter took ill with something the doctors couldn't make heads or tails of. All they could do was shoot her full of morphine the pain was so bad. She died five minutes past midnight on her wedding day, and when they did an autopsy to try and figure it out, all they could find was a bunch of snakes squirming around inside her belly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sounds like an old wives� tale.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE DUNHAM:&lt;/b&gt; No, Ma�am. It�s not. You see, I�m the one who was supposed to marry her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER and SCULLY watch him drive away then head back to their own car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Think he�s telling the truth?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Till I can figure out why he�d lie, yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; He�s superstitious, and superstition breeds fear. It�s what Voodoo is all about. It�s just as irrational as avoiding a crack in the sidewalk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why would he be trying to avoid Chester?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Their car is empty, CHESTER�s fry cup on the back seat.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Chester? Chester?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(They see him several yards away. MULDER chases him on foot, SCULLY follows with the car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Chester! Chester! Stop! I�m not going to hurt you! (to SCULLY) It�s okay. I�ll get him. Chester! Chester!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER reaches the end of the pier. It is deserted. He looks in the water. A black kitten is on top of a barrel near the end of the pier. It meows. MULDER stares at it in confusion, then looks around.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 10  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Next morning. COLONEL WHARTON�s office. He is eating.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE KITTEL:&lt;/b&gt; Can I get you anything else, sir?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Knocking at the door. COLONEL WHARTON is irritated.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; Just get the door.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER and SCULLY enter.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; (dismissively) I�m sorry. I�m having my breakfast.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (polite sarcasm) That�s all right. We already ate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(PRIVATE KITTEL leaves.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; I understand you obtained a court order yesterday to exhume Private Guttierez.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; That�s right.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; You should know I filed a complaint with the Justice Department.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; His body was missing-- stolen from his coffin apparently.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; Now you see what we're facing here. What kind of barbaric religion would desecrate a grave?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; We suspect it was an act of retaliation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; Retaliation?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; For your mistreatment of the detainees.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; What the hell are you talking about?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Physical abuse of political refugees is a prosecutable crime under international law.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; (chuckles) It's Bauvais, isn't it? He's the one you're getting this garbage from. Look, nobody ever said this was a hotel but it's hardly a concentration camp.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Then there is no official policy of harassment?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; If anything, it�s my men who are being harassed. The UN, the relief organizations, they�re all so busy protecting the rights of these refugees nobody�s looking out for my men.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Well, we�ll let you finish. Wouldn�t want your breakfast to get cold.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER and SCULLY exit. COLONEL WHARTON returns to his breakfast. As he cuts the slice of ham, he stops in horror as he sees fresh blood pouring out of the ham.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER and SCULLY outside are getting into their car, SCULLY driving.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Wharton�s left these people no choice but to fight back with the only weapon they have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Sorry, Mulder, there�s a big difference between nasty looks and raising the dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Not according to Private Dunham.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(SCULLY cries out as she takes hold of the steering wheel.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; Ah!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(SCULLY pulls a vine covered with thorns from the steering column.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; More scare tactics. (tosses vine out the window)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (reaching for SCULLY�s bleeding hand) Let me see that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCULLY:&lt;/b&gt; No. It�s nothing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(As they drive away, camera shows the symbol painted on the pavement under the car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 11  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(BAUVAIS�s cell. PRIVATE KITTEL has been beating BAUVAIS. COLONEL WHARTON stands outside the cell.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE KITTEL:&lt;/b&gt; I don't think he's in any condition to talk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; That's right, Private. You don't think. You follow orders.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVATE KITTEL:&lt;/b&gt; But sir...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; You're dismissed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(PRIVATE KITTEL leaves reluctantly. COLONEL WHARTON approaches BAUVAIS.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; (threatening, grabs BAUVAIS�s collar) Ouvri barriere pou' moi. I want the secret. Maybe you should tell me now while you can still talk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAUVAIS:&lt;/b&gt; Ma vie nan mains bon dieu..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLONEL WHARTON:&lt;/b&gt; No, papaloi. Your life is in my hands.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 12  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(MULDER enters his hotel room. Something falls from the top of the door. A playing card, the 10 of diamonds.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 13&lt;br /&gt;COUNTY ROAD 10  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(Later, night, next to diamond shaped road sign, route 10. MULDER sits in the car. Another car arrives. X opens the passenger door and gets in the car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I was surprised to get your card. I had assumed our last contact... would be our last. Why are you here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; Your investigation is faltering, Agent Mulder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; I've got a renegade Marine who may be violating every human rights provision...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; These people have no rights. In 24 hours all access to Folkstone will be restricted to military personnel. No press, no third-party monitoring.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; What about Scully and me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; You'll be called back to Washington on a priority matter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; (sighs) They're making the camp invisible. Why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; In case you haven't noticed, Agent Mulder, the Statue of Liberty is on vacation. The new mandate says if you're not a citizen you'd better keep out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; Why hold them up? Why not just repatriate them?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; During our most recent involvement in Haiti three US soldiers took their own lives. Of those men, two were under Colonel Wharton's command.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULDER:&lt;/b&gt; You�re saying the military's sanctioning Wharton's revenge? These people are innocent civilians. Some people in Congress might have a real problem with that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X:&lt;/b&gt; By the time they get a committee together it'll be as if none of this ever happened.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(X gets out of the car.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 14  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;"&gt;(SCULLY�s hotel room. She is on the phone, frustrated
