{"id":32562,"date":"2016-02-28T22:51:05","date_gmt":"2016-02-29T02:51:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/?p=32562"},"modified":"2016-02-28T22:51:05","modified_gmt":"2016-02-29T02:51:05","slug":"transcript-of-the-x-files-season-10-episode-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/?p=32562","title":{"rendered":"Transcript of The X-FILES Season 10 &#8212; Episode 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 1<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">We open on a closeup of a desk, littered with pens, scissors, paperclips, and several sharpened orange pencils. It can surely only belong to one person. Two red-edged FBI Field Office Criminal Investigative and Administrative Files sit side by side atop a tan leather desk pad. We see MULDER&#8217;s signature on the file covers. A voice. It is MULDER&#8217;s.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">As his voice-over starts, a hand starts methodically placing large photographic prints in an untidy stack atop the files. First 3 photos of UFO sightings.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (voice-over) My name is Fox Mulder. Since my childhood, I have been obsessed by a controversial global phenomenon.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Next, a head shot of a young Samantha; a photo of 12 year-old MULDER dressed in a Star Trek outfit standing next to his sister, her left arm around his shoulder; and finally a blurry photo of 4 aliens, their outlines silhouetted behind a white screen<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Since my sister disappeared when I was 12 years old, in what I believe was an alien abduction.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">A photo of MULDER and SCULLY is placed on the pile, followed by MULDER&#8217;s FBI Special Agent ID and badge. Next a series of photos of characters from key X-Files investigation: The Flukeman from &#8220;The Host&#8221;, George Peacock from &#8220;Home&#8221;, Eugene Victor Tooms from &#8220;Squeeze&#8221;\/&#8221;Tooms&#8221;, and . A photo of a boy and younger girl on his back [unknown, any help here?] is followed by another showing 3 flying saucers in the sky.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> My obsession took me to the FBI, where I investigated paranormal science cases through the auspices of a unit known as the X-Files. Through this unit I could continue my work on the alien phenomenon, and the search for my missing sister.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Next, a photo of MULDER and SCULLY standing together outside in the rain from &#8220;The Pilot&#8221;. Then SCULLY in scrubs as she performs an autopsy, MULDER watching on. Another shot of MULDER and SCULLY working a case, followed by SCULLY&#8217;s FBI ID and badge. A shot of MULDER lying gravely ill in a hospital bed, SCULLY at his bedside holding his hand with her head on his chest. A shot of MULDER and SCULLY outside at night, guns drawn. MULDER kneeling, holding a stricken SCULLY in his arms. Finally, a recent photo of MULDER and SCULLY embracing, his chin on her forehead<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> In 1993, the FBI sought to impugn my work, bringing in a scientist and medical doctor to debunk it, which only deepened my obsession for the better part of a decade, during which time that agent, Dana Scully, had her own faith tested.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We see the stack of photos start to smoulder, smoke rising towards the camera.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> In 2002, in a change of direction and policy, the FBI closed the X-Files, and our investigation ceased.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The smouldering photos suddenly burst into flames. The topmost photo of MULDER and SCULLY starts to bubble and curl as it is engulfed in the fire.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> But my personal obsession did not.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We cut to amateur footage of 3 black helicopters flying low over a 2-storey building and metal roadbridge in pursuit of a flying saucer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Amateur footage taken whilst driving along a highway showing a triangular spaceship flying over the countryside.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Ancient rock paintings showing primitive drawings of alien visitations. A Biblical painting showing a flying saucer hovering atop a mountain, rays of light emanating from its underside illuminating an individual on the ground. Finally, footage taken from a high-rise office block window, several storeys up, showing 4 spaceships flying in formation over a large city.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> There are 10,000 sightings each year in North America alone, and so it&#8217;s been since the dawn of time. Stone Age and even biblical references, into our modern age.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Black and white footage of a small single-seater plane flying over a snow-capped mountain range. Video taken from inside the cockpit showing 9 spacecraft flying in close formation.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The front page of the Roswell Daily Record newspaper from Tuesday, July 8, 1947, with headline &#8220;RAAF Captures Flying Saucer On Ranch in Roswell Region&#8221; and subtitles &#8220;No Details of Flying Disk Are Revealed&#8221; and &#8220;Roswell Hardware Man and Wife Report Disk Seen&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The front page of the Roswell Daily Record from Wednesday, July 9, 1947, with headline &#8220;Gen. Ramey Empties Roswell Saucer&#8221; and subtitles &#8220;Sheriff Wilcox Takes Leading Role in Excitement Over Report &#8216;Saucer&#8217; Found&#8221;, &#8220;Send First Roswell Wire Photos from Record Office&#8221; and &#8220;Ramey Says Excitement Is Not Justified. General Ramey Says Disk Is Weather Balloon&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> In 1947, Kenneth Arnold saw nine unidentified craft out the window of his small plane, followed by the historic crash at Roswell and its legendary cover-up.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Grainy black and white nighttime footage of 15 or more small white craft flying in close formation behind the Capitol. Footage from inside the United Nations chamber, the United States representative holding a 2-foot wide flat disk<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> In 1957, UFOs were spotted over our nation&#8217;s capital. The Pentagon held press briefings.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Amateur colour footage taken from the ground showing formations of 4 and 3 fighter aircraft pursuing 3 bright white flying saucers.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Multiple witnesses in 1967 at Malmstrom Air Force Base in Montana see fighters scramble but easily outrun by UFOs that climb upwards of 200,000 feet &#8211; twice the service ceiling of our highest-flying spy planes.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Footage of astronaut Edgar Mitchell getting into his spacesuit with the help of a NASA technician. Mitchell descending the steps of the lunar lander onto the surface of the moon. Grainy footage of a supposed alien autopsy. News footage of Cyrus Vance and Gerald Ford. News releases and printed statements from Congressman Gerald R. Ford, House Republican Leader, stating &#8220;anxious to see a congressional investigation of UFO&#8217;s&#8221;, and that a secret subcommittee had held hearings in 1961 about the subject.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Dr. Edgar Mitchell, the sixth man to walk on the Moon, cites secret studies on extraterrestrial materials and bodies. Secretary of State Cyrus Vance and future president Gerald R. Ford validate the UFO phenomenon in official government memoranda.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">A flying saucer drops below the cloud layer into a rough and mountainous area of New Mexico, smoke pouring from as it descends in a tight arc before slamming hard into the earth and skimming along the ground, churning up the surface and damaging the craft.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> But now people only laugh, and only Roswell is remembered.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">A closeup camera shot panning around the crashed craft. The upper surface mostly intact from the crash whilst smoke billows from the wreckage.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> But we must ask ourselves: are they really a hoax? Are we truly alone?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We see an alien hand touching a blackened window from the inside of the craft. A survivor.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Or are we being lied to?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">A lot of exposition to start the new mini-series, bringing new viewers up to speed and reminding us old viewers of what drew us to the series back in the 1990&#8217;s. As the opening credits roll we are greeted with an almost-original version from the first season, albeit with the welcome addition of Mitch Pileggi as Skinner.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"openingtitles\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"titleimage\" title=\"Opening Titles\" src=\"http:\/\/www.insidethex.co.uk\/images\/s10titles1.jpg\" alt=\"Opening Titles\" \/> <img decoding=\"async\" class=\"titleimage\" title=\"Opening Titles\" src=\"http:\/\/www.insidethex.co.uk\/images\/s10titles2.jpg\" alt=\"Opening Titles\" \/> <img decoding=\"async\" class=\"titleimage\" title=\"Opening Titles\" src=\"http:\/\/www.insidethex.co.uk\/images\/s10titles3.jpg\" alt=\"Opening Titles\" \/> <img decoding=\"async\" class=\"titleimage\" title=\"Opening Titles\" src=\"http:\/\/www.insidethex.co.uk\/images\/s10titles4.jpg\" alt=\"Opening Titles\" \/> <img decoding=\"async\" class=\"titleimage\" title=\"Opening Titles\" src=\"http:\/\/www.insidethex.co.uk\/images\/s10titles5.jpg\" alt=\"Opening Titles\" \/><\/div>\n<div class=\"tagline\">\n<p>THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 2<\/p>\n<p>HIGH DESERT<\/p>\n<p>NORTHWESTERN NEW MEXICO 1947<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Day. Clouds cast dappled spots on the ground as the sun shines behind them. A freight train meanders slowly around a long, lazy bend in the distance. A green military bus drives along a deserted road. The driver&#8217;s eyes are fixed straight ahead. As the camera pans back we can see the bus is empty except for two passengers. Paper-obscured side windows let yellow-tinged light into the bus. A young bespectacled man in neat army uniform sitting at the front. A stern man wearing a black suit and tie and crisp white shirt sits behind him several seats back. Remaining in his seat the young man turns his head toward the MAN IN BLACK.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> Can I ask how much longer?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MAN IN BLACK:<\/span> Two shakes of a lamb&#8217;s tail, Doc.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The bus suddenly hits a divot as it leaves the blacktop. The DOCTOR looks apprehensive about what is to come. The bus rolls to a stop in front of a low wire fence on a level area of ground. The door opens. The DOCTOR is first off the bus, holding a large black medical bag and his cap under his right arm. He straightens up and stops, staring into the distance. The MAN IN BLACK, tall and angular, joins him at his side, unperturbed. He puts on his black fedora and quickly sizes up the unsure DOCTOR.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MAN IN BLACK:<\/span> Step quick.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The MAN IN BLACK walks off. Over their heads we see the wreckage of the crashed spacecraft in the distance. A military truck and a couple of Jeeps are already parked at the site. A dozen or so armed soldiers are milling around the site and guarding its perimeter. Smoke is still billowing from the wreckage.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The DOCTOR follows the MAN IN BLACK slowly down a dirt track towards the crash site. We see a large chunk of the craft was broken off during the impact. Men are digging in the ground around the craft with shovels. Floodlights have been erected to let work continue into the night. The DOCTOR and the MAN IN BLACK finally reach the doomed spacecraft and stand together in front of it, awestruck.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 3<\/p>\n<p>OUR LADY OF SORROWS HOSPITAL<\/p>\n<p>WASHINGTON, D.C.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">A quiet glass-walled observation room adjoining an operating theatre. Through the glass we see 4 surgeons already at work. The camera pans slightly around and we see the back of someone dressed in scrubs, her shoulder-length red hair neatly tied back in a ponytail. She&#8217;s looking up at a monitor hanging from the ceiling whilst scrubbing her hands under running water in preparation for surgery. The monitor is displaying a photograph of a young male patient, revealing his name as Elijah Williams. A NURSE in surgical scrubs and gloves standing in the doorway finally interrupts the silence, and the camera stays fixed on her.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> Excuse me. Dr. Scully?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Yes.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> You have a phone call.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I&#8217;m just heading into surgery.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">More surgeons pass behind the NURSE and enter the operating theatre<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> That&#8217;s what I told him, but&#8230; but he said it was important.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Who is it?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> He says his name is Walter Skinner. Assistant Director, FBI.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The NURSE leaves and she follows the surgeons into the operating theatre. As the camera pans back around to the redhead, we finally see SCULLY&#8217;s face properly for the first time. She turns slowly and stares long into the distance. It must have been a long time since she&#8217;s heard that name.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 4<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">JIMMY KIMMEL is interviewing BARACK OBAMA on Jimmy Kimmel Live. The camera pulls back slowly and we see that we are watching the show on a laptop computer screen. A web browser displays the &#8220;mindquad&#8221; website. A search box shows the most recent search to have to been &#8220;president alien admission&#8221;. The title of the video playing is &#8220;Jimmy Kimmel Live &#8211; Barack Obama Talks UFOs.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">JIMMY KIMMEL:<\/span> If I was the president, the moment I was inaugurated, my hand would still be hot from touching the Bible, and I would immediately race to wherever they hold&#8230; have the files about Area 51 and UFOs, and I&#8217;d go through everything to find out what happened.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">BARACK OBAMA:<\/span> (Laughing) The aliens won&#8217;t let it happen!<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The camera pulls back further. We hear a cellphone vibrate. We see MULDER sitting in front of the laptop as he picks up his phone and answers it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> My life&#8217;s become a punch line. What&#8217;s happening out there, Scully?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Out of surgery, SCULLY is standing in the observation room still in her scrubs<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> A.D. Skinner&#8217;s looking for you.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We see more of MULDER&#8217;s (home) office. A lot of things that we might remember from his basement office. Filing cabinets against the wall. The orange pencils have been tidied up into a tin on the desk.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Why doesn&#8217;t he just call me?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> He doesn&#8217;t know how to reach you, Mulder. I barely know how myself.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> What does he want, Scully?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> He wants to know if you&#8217;ve been watching someone called Tad O&#8217;Malley on the &#8216;net. Apparently he&#8217;s reached out to us from the FBI.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Hold on. I&#8217;m bringing him up.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER searches for the name and a new video starts playing on the mindquad website. We see a smartly-dressed talk-show host, TAD O&#8217;MALLEY, sitting behind a desk. A video of the burning World Trade Center is playing behind him as he talks to the camera.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> (video) It comes down to this. It&#8217;s a mainstream liberal media lying to you about life, liberty and your God-given right to bear firearms.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We can safely say that MULDER&#8217;s first impression is not favourable.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Why would I watch this jackass, Scully?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> (video) 9\/11 was a false flag operation. It was a warm-up to World War III. Now, hear me on this. It&#8217;s all part of a conspiracy dating back to the UFO crash at Roswell&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (interrupting the video) I thought you were done with UFOs. The stranglehold they put on your very existence, I believe is how you put it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I&#8217;m just the messenger, Mulder. Apparently this guy is desperate to meet.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Tell Skinner to set it up.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Seriously?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> And don&#8217;t pretend I&#8217;m going alone.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 5<\/p>\n<p>DOWNTOWN WASHINGTON, D.C.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">A busy city street intersection. Day. From behind we see SCULLY, smartly dressed and hair hanging freely and dancing in the breeze, staring at the Capitol Building from a distance. A car pulls up at the kerb behind her and she turns. MULDER gets out from the passenger door. He&#8217;s wearing shades, is unshaven and wearing a T-shirt and lightweight jacket. It feels like they haven&#8217;t seen each other for a while.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Uber?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Hitchhiked. Relax, Scully. I&#8217;m kidding.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I just worry about you, Mulder.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Not to worry, Doc. I&#8217;m taking good care of myself.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> It&#8217;s good for you to get out of that little house every once in a while.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> It certainly was good for you.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY takes a moment before smiling back at MULDER wryly.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I&#8217;m always happy to see you.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> And I&#8217;m always happy to find a reason.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">They share a moment and smile at each other.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">A black stretch limousine pulls up alongside the kerb, interrupting the moment. MULDER and SCULLY look at each other. The driver and O&#8217;MALLEY get out. The driver stands by the car whilst O&#8217;MALLEY approaches Moose and Squirrel.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Fox Mulder?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Yes.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">O&#8217;MALLEY extends a hand as he heads towards MULDER. They shake.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Tad O&#8217;Malley.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">He turns to SCULLY.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> And you must be former agent Dana Scully.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">O&#8217;MALLEY shakes SCULLY&#8217;s hand.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Yes. That&#8217;s&#8230; quite an entrance you make there.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> She shot men with less provocation.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Funny. I heard you were funny. Join me for a little ride?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8217;d be happy to talk to you, Mr. O&#8217;Malley, but right here is fine.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Allow me my small precautions. Low-flying aircraft often employ what they call &#8220;dirtboxes&#8221; to record conversations that I prefer private.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER looks skyward<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Aircraft employed by whom?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> I&#8217;m afraid I can only speculate. Shall we?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER ponders, hanging back with SCULLY as O&#8217;MALLEY gets back in the car. SCULLY gives MULDER a look before following O&#8217;MALLEY to the car. MULDER follows moments later. Inside the limousine O&#8217;MALLEY retrieves a bottle of Louis Montreuil champagne chilling on ice and presents it to his guests.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Because&#8230; why not?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> None for me, thanks. Scully?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I take it you have enemies.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Well, not always of my choosing, Dana.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER tries the lower the window. The switch does nothing.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Air&#8217;s getting a little hot in here.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Oh, I&#8217;m sorry&#8230; those don&#8217;t roll down. I had the vehicle bulletproofed.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> &#8216;Cause you never know when a gun-toting liberal might go Hinckley.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY tries to steer the conversation back on track whilst the men continue to size each other up.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> You&#8217;ll have to excuse him. How can we help you, Mr. O&#8217;Malley?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> I&#8217;m not some Johnny-come-lately to the UFO phenomenon, Mr. Mulder. Like yourself, I&#8217;m a true believer.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No, I only want to believe. Actual proof has been strangely hard to come by.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> You ran the X-Files. You were the X-Files. You all but wrote the book.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8217;m afraid that book is closed.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> As are the X-Files. For better or worse, we&#8217;ve&#8230; moved on with our lives.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER turns to look at SCULLY.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Yes, we have. For better or for worse.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY&#8217;s eyes turn towards MULDER, but she doesn&#8217;t make eye contact with him. Clearly some tension there.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Well that&#8217;s beside the point.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> What is the point, Mr. O&#8217;Malley? And how does a man with your conservative credentials count himself a believer in UFOs and 9\/11 false flag conspiracies?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> I take it you think my message is disingenuous?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Conspiracy sells&#8230; it pays for bulletproof limousines.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> You think I do it for the ratings?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I think you&#8217;re The O&#8217;Reilly Factor with a shopworn little gimmick.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> What Bill O&#8217;Reilly knows about the truth could fill an eyedropper.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER smiles at this, clearly surprised. He shares the look with SCULLY, before directing the conversation to test O&#8217;MALLEY&#8217;s knowledge on the subject.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> The Kelly Cahill incident.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">O&#8217;MALLEY looks confidently back at MULDER<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Kelly Cahill and her husband were driving home in Victoria, Australia, when a craft appeared overhead. The Cahills lost an hour of time, and Kelly was hospitalized with severe stomach pain after discovering a triangle-shaped mark near her navel.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> As I said&#8230; my interest is real. What I need is your expertise.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Our expertise for what?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> I&#8217;m rattling some pretty big cages in the intelligence community, but I&#8217;m prepared to go all in &#8211; prepared to blow open maybe the most evil conspiracy the world has ever known.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> That&#8217;s quite an assertion, Mr. O&#8217;Malley. What&#8217;s stopping you?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> If I&#8217;m putting my ass out there, I need to know it&#8217;s hanging by more than just a very slender thread.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER turns to SCULLY<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Apparently, he has something to show us.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Something&#8230; and someone.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 6<\/p>\n<p>LOW MOOR, VIRGINIA<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">A long gravel track cuts through a field lush with grass. O&#8217;MALLEY&#8217;s limousine approaches from the distance, dust thrown up behind the car. The car comes to a stop outside a small rural farmhouse at the side of the track. O&#8217;MALLEY, MULDER and SCULLY get out and approach the house. The driver gets out and waits with the car.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Aliens couldn&#8217;t find this place. How did you, Mr. O&#8217;Malley?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> A man in my position finds himself contacted by interesting strangers.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Inside the house someone notices the threesome approaching the door and puts on a lightweight long cardigan, before heading to the door and opening it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Everyone, meet Sveta.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The door opens and we see SVETA, a beautiful brunette with long hair falling around her face.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Sveta, this is Dana Scully and Fox Mulder.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA smiles and shakes the hands of MULDER and SCULLY<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Hi.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Hi.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Hello. Welcome to my home.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Sveta&#8217;s who suggested I call you.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> And how would you know to do that?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> You probably don&#8217;t recognize me.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER smiles at SVETA<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No, I think I&#8217;d remember.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> You interviewed me and my family when I was just a little girl. Right after my first abduction. Please, come in.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER looks away slightly, trying to remember the meeting.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">They enter the house. Standing in front of them, SVETA pulls up her top to expose her abdomen. We see 6 belly-button-sized deep circular scars around her navel.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> These are from over 20 years.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER and SCULLY are seated at opposite ends of a 3-seater sofa. O&#8217;MALLEY has a chair.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> You both probably recognize the classic scoop-mark scars.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> How many times have you been abducted, Sveta?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> I lost count. And then there are the screen memories they implant.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> The memories implanted over actual memories to make abductees forget.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I&#8217;m familiar with the syndrome.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> They aren&#8217;t always effective, and things come back to me sometimes.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Like what kind of things?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Tests they do. Harvesting and stuff.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We see close-up flash images of a foetus and SVETA lying on her back in considerable pain.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> The aliens made you pregnant?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA looks at O&#8217;MALLEY. He nods slowly.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> A number of times. But they take the babies before they&#8217;re born. Those are the memories they can&#8217;t remove.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> They removed your unborn fetuses?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Through here. They do everything through here. Even with the DNA.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA points to her navel and the half-dozen scars on her abdomen.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Tell them about your DNA, Sveta.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> I have alien DNA. For sure.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Have you had a doctor confirm that?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> No.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER nods to himself before turning to SCULLY.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Something you could test? Dana?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY stares back at MULDER.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 7<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">The 1947 Roswell crash site. The crashed craft is embedded about a quarter in the ground at an angle of 45 degrees or so. A group of 7 armed soldiers jog past the wreckage and form up with a more armed soldiers, who lead the DOCTOR and MAN IN BLACK toward a cleared area of ground. They notice some small dark pools of blood on the ground. They approach closer. The DOCTOR takes the lead. The MAN IN BLACK follows whilst the soldiers stay back, weapons drawn. In the grass a few yards in front of them lies a black-eyed grey alien, trying to crawl away from them on its belly. It turns its head back towards the approaching men.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> Oh, Lord. Oh, good Lord.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MAN IN BLACK:<\/span> Damn thing could be dangerous.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The MAN IN BLACK takes a handgun out of his jacket and fires twice at the alien.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> What are you doing?!<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Suddenly the armed soldiers all open fire and unload multiple rounds into the alien&#8217;s body.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> For God&#8217;s sake! What have you done?!<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The alien lies facedown and motionless on the ground, it&#8217;s body riddled with bullet holes.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 8<\/p>\n<p>OUR LADY OF SORROWS HOSPITAL<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA is sitting on the side of a hospital bed in a room full of medical equipment. SCULLY is shining a pen torch into SVETA&#8217;s mouth whilst she takes a mouth swab.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I&#8217;m gonna take a swab. If you&#8217;ll roll up your sleeve I&#8217;ll get some blood, too.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA rolls up her left sleeve.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> I know you&#8217;re doubtful about this.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> What makes you say that, Sveta?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> I&#8217;m kind of a mind reader.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Is that a personal trait, or is that what happens with alien DNA?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> I can move things. With my mind.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY wants proof to back up such a claim.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Would you care to demonstrate?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> I can&#8217;t do it all the time.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> So it just&#8230; happens whenever.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> I don&#8217;t know how to control it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA :<\/span> You were a couple before.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I&#8217;m sorry, what?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> You and Mr. Mulder. You were together, but now you&#8217;re not.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY&#8217;s demeanour suddenly changes, from that of someone taking SVETA&#8217;s claims with a pinch of salt to someone quite uncomfortable about what she might find out.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> You reading my mind, Sveta?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> He&#8217;s been depressed. What you diagnosed as endogenous depression. It&#8217;s what killed your relationship. And you have a child together.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY jabs the needle into SVETA&#8217;s arm with more than degree of extra force than is necessary. SVETA winces.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> That&#8217;s enough.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Do you believe me now?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Why don&#8217;t you tell me.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> You don&#8217;t know what it&#8217;s like to be abducted. To be taken against your will. You don&#8217;t know.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY moves closer to SVETA and stares directly into her eyes for a few seconds.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Well&#8230; maybe you do.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 9<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER&#8217;s house. Day. We&#8217;re in a similarly rural location to SVETA&#8217;s farmhouse. We hear a helicopter approaching. MULDER opens a screen door and steps outside onto a covered porch. The helicopter lands and O&#8217;MALLEY and his driver\/bodyguard get out. O&#8217;MALLEY approaches the house. MULDER descends the 8 steps from the porch into his back yard to meet him. They walk and talk back towards the waiting helicopter.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I was right about one thing. Conspiracy&#8217;s made you a very rich man.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> One way to look at it. What&#8217;s made me rich is my pursuit of the truth.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> My pursuit&#8217;s not been so lucrative.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">As they near the helicopter O&#8217;MALLEY stops. MULDER takes another step before turning back to him.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> I feel I need to warn you. When we arrive at our destination, the people we&#8217;re meeting are <strong>very<\/strong> paranoid about the work they do.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 10<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">A large, mostly empty warehouse. A scientist in a blue laboratory coat is slowly making his way towards the entrance. Outside, O&#8217;MALLEY leads a blindfolded MULDER to the warehouse&#8217;s entrance, a pair of large, heavy, metal doors. Two suited men open them.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> I want to prepare you for what you&#8217;re about to see, Mr. Mulder.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">They stop in the doorway. O&#8217;MALLEY removes the black hood from MULDER&#8217;s head, who takes a moment to adjust his eyes before scanning the inside of the warehouse.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> A Faraday cage? For what?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Do you know what an ARV is?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> That&#8217;s what you brought me here to see?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The scientist, a middle-aged Japanese man with greying hair, reaches them as they enter the building.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> This is Garner. He&#8217;ll walk you through the science.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">GARNER turns and leads the two men towards the Faraday cage at the other end of the warehouse.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> That&#8217;s an alien replica vehicle?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> Given your background, I would&#8217;ve thought you&#8217;d seen one before.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No, never. Not like that.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> What we&#8217;re showing you we do at great risk. Colleagues have had labs burned to the ground and work destroyed by our own government.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We see an overhead shot of the Faraday cage containing the ARV. 6 scientists in blue lab coats are in the enclosure. The triangular ARV&#8217;s upper surface is covered with many small rectangular panels. Its three cockpit windows are orange-gold. One of the scientists opens a gate for GARNER, MULDER and O&#8217;MALLEY to enter.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER approaches the craft with eager anticipation and touches a panel on the leading edge near to the nose. He looks like a kid in a candy store for the first time. The craft slowly powers up and smoothly rises off the ground, almost silently. Its landing legs retract and the craft rises to a height of a few metres, where it hovers. MULDER has to let go as it rises up just out of reach.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> It&#8217;s running on toroidal energy &#8211; so-called zero-point energy. Simply the energy of the universe.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> You&#8217;re talking about free energy?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> That we&#8217;ve had since the &#8217;40s.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> No fuel, no flame, no combustion. A simple electromagnetic field. Technology kept secret for 70 years while the world ran on petroleum.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Oil companies making trillions.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> What I&#8217;m gonna show you next is the most unbelievable part.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">GARNER motions to one of the other scientists. The craft&#8217;s surface shimmers and flickers and disappears in a matter of seconds, leaving MULDER, O&#8217;MALLEY, GARNER and the other scientists moving around in an apparently-empty Faraday cage.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Gravity warp drive but&#8230; how?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> Element 115. Ununpentium.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Where did you get it?<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 11<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Back to 1947 and Roswell crash site. Night. Under floodlights, the DOCTOR wraps the lifeless alien in a clean white sheet and picks up the body in his arms. Escorted by armed soldiers he carries the body away from the crash site towards a waiting truck. The MAN IN BLACK signals for the soldiers to stop as they reach him. The DOCTOR continues on.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MAN IN BLACK:<\/span> Where are you going with that thing?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Clearly more determined, the DOCTOR answers back over his shoulder as he walks past.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> I&#8217;m a man of medicine, sir.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MAN IN BLACK:<\/span> It&#8217;s dead. It&#8217;s done now.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The DOCTOR stops and turns back towards the MAN IN BLACK.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> Then why even bring me out here?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">He turns away and continues towards the waiting truck with the alien body in his arms.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 12<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Our Lady of Sorrows Hospital. SCULLY is in the empty operating theatre, sitting on a bed taking blood from her left arm. As the camera pans around we see O&#8217;MALLEY lurking in the doorway.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Testing yourself for alien DNA?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> High cholesterol.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Sorry to barge in on you like this. It looks like you&#8217;ve had quite a day.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY has blood spatter to the front and left of her neck. Her scrubs seem fresh. They walk through to the adjoining monitoring room that SCULLY seems to consider a second home.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> The usual around here.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">O&#8217;MALLEY walk in and looks up at the monitors suspended from the ceiling in the room. X-rays, a photo and details of Lucas Moore &#8211; another patient &#8211; are on the displays.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Doesn&#8217;t look so usual to me.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> It&#8217;s a disease called microtia. Children born without ears.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> You operate on these kids?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I assist the surgeons, who are really doing God&#8217;s work. Giving kids what their biology neglected.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> So it&#8217;s a genetic deformity?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Possibly, but not conclusively. It&#8217;s most common in Navajo Indians.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> What&#8217;s so striking is how alien it looks.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I assure you that is simply a random coincidence, Mr. O&#8217;Malley.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> You mean, unrelated to your previous work experience?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Far, far from that experience.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Do you miss it at all? The X-Files?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> As a scientist, it was probably some of the most intense and challenging work I&#8217;ve ever done. I&#8217;ve never felt so alive.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> You mean working with Mulder?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Possibly one of the most intense and challenging relationships I may ever have. And quite honestly, the most impossible.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Yeah. I got that impression.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Are you here for a reason?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> I needed to know you weren&#8217;t upset by Mulder putting you on the spot with this Sveta business.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> No, it&#8217;s fine. I&#8217;m&#8230; used to it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> And I just wanted to see you again.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 13<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">The rural farmhouse. Night. A knock at the door. Putting on a robe, SVETA turns on a couple of table lamps and takes a look through the window to see who it is. She opens the door.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> How did you get here?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Hitchhiked.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Inside the farmhouse a little later. MULDER and SVETA are sitting at the dining table.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">On a side table we see framed black and white photos of (possibly) her grandparents, and a larger photo of (possibly) SVETA as a young infant being held by her mother.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> There was a moment you were being asked about your abductions&#8230; about your pregnancies, how the aliens took your babies and before you answered, you looked at O&#8217;Malley. Why?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Because it&#8217;s not exactly the right question.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8217;m sorry, I don&#8217;t understand.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Because I don&#8217;t believe it&#8217;s aliens who were taking them.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> But you said you were abducted.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA&#8217;s eyes start to well up. She is clearly finding it difficult to talk about her experiences.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> This is difficult. These are very difficult memories, and this is&#8230; very dangerous answers.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Well, everything stays between us, Sveta.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> The things I&#8217;ve experienced&#8230; they&#8217;ve affected my entire life. They&#8217;ve made it impossible to have anything like a normal existence.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> What are you afraid of?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> That it only gets worse.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER nods in understanding.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Sveta, who took your babies?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Men.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Men? Humans? You saw their faces?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA&#8217;s voice starts to break. Her eyes more tearful. She takes a deep breath.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Yes. They took me aboard their ships, and&#8230;I was afraid they would kill me if I ever told anyone the truth.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> It&#8217;s why you&#8230; didn&#8217;t see a doctor&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Who can I trust? They would call me a liar when they&#8217;re the liars.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> You can trust me.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> You worked for the government.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Technically, but not for years.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA&#8217;s eyes are wide, focused intently on MULDER.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> But you always wondered&#8230; if they weren&#8217;t lying to you too.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER looks at her in silence.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 14<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Inside a moving car. Night. A cellphone vibrates. The incoming caller is displayed as Mulder. SCULLY picks up the phone and answers. We see she is sitting in the plush black leather backseat of O&#8217;MALLEY&#8217;s limousine.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Mulder.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Scully, listen to me. I&#8217;ve been misled. We&#8217;ve been misled.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Mulder, hold on a second.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No, just&#8230; just listen to what I&#8217;m saying. What if everything we&#8217;ve been led to believe in is a lie? What if there is no alien conspiracy?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY leans toward O&#8217;MALLEY who is sitting in the backseat with her. He&#8217;s removed his tie and the neck of his shirt is unbuttoned. She hands him her glass of champagne to hold.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Can we pull over a second? I&#8217;ve got to get out.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The limousine pulls over to the kerb. SCULLY steps out of the car onto a well lit street in Washington, D.C.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Mulder, what are you talking about?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8217;m talking about everything we&#8217;ve been led to believe. Our work, the X-Files, everything.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Can we talk about this soon?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">(&#8220;soon&#8221; feels like a very odd word to use here. Later or tomorrow would surely be more natural?)<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I know why O&#8217;Malley came to us, Scully. (O&#8217;MALLEY has gotten out of the car and places his hand on SCULLY&#8217;s shoulder). And that girl is the key, Scully. Sveta is the key to everything.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Couldn&#8217;t you be jumping to conclusions?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I can&#8217;t do this over the phone right now, Scully. I got to go.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER is standing outside the farmhouse with SVETA.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Mulder, where are you going? Mulder? Talk to me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 15<\/p>\n<p>FBI HEADQUARTERS<\/p>\n<p>WASHINGTON, D.C<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Day. The door to the old basement X-Files office opens. The room is empty aside from a stepladder and some upturned brushes for sweeping the floor. No desk. No filing cabinets. MULDER&#8217;s old &#8220;I Want to Believe&#8221; poster lies on the floor. 30 or sharpened orange pencils are still firmly embedded in the ceiling. We see a few large rectangular holes in the ceiling caused by fallen tiles that are lying on the floor. Welcome home MULDER.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SKINNER stands in the doorway as MULDER enters. SKINNER follows. He doesn&#8217;t look a day older than when we last saw him.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Where are they&#8230; the files?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> I don&#8217;t know where they are.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> You said no one had been down here &#8211; it hadn&#8217;t been touched.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> Not for 14 years since you and Scully left the Bureau.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I need access to the X-Files.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> Can you tell me what this is about?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> It&#8217;s about controlling the past to control the future. It&#8217;s about fiction masquerading as fact. Now, you owe me some answers, Skinner.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> You just calm the hell down, Mulder, before we both get pissed off. I don&#8217;t take orders from you.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No. Who do you take orders from?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> Why do you think I called you? Because I was looking out for you &#8211; like I&#8217;ve always looked out for you.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER starts to get angry.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> A decade of my life in this office.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">He lashes out. He manages to rip the I Want to Believe poster into two pieces whilst kicking the fallen ceiling tile it is lying on top of.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> And all the time, I was being led by my nose through a dark alley to a dead end, exactly as they planned.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> You&#8217;re blaming me for that?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Now MULDER is getting angry with himself.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No, I&#8217;m blaming myself. I&#8217;m sure they lied to you, too.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> There hasn&#8217;t been a day since you left that I haven&#8217;t reached for my phone to call you, Mulder, wishing that you were still down here. Since 9\/11, this country has taken a big turn in a very strange direction.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> How they police us and spy on us, tell us that makes us safer? (MULDER shakes his head.) We&#8217;ve never been in more danger.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SKINNER takes a few steps closer to MULDER and offers up a challenge.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SKINNER:<\/span> Then do something about it, Mulder.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER takes out his cellphone and dials a number in his contacts list before heading for the door. SKINNER&#8217;s cellphone rings straight away. MULDER stops in the doorway as SKINNER takes his phone out of his pocket and looks at it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Now you&#8217;ve got my number.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER walks off down the corridor, leaving SKINNER standing alone in the X-Files office.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 16<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">The Truth Squad with Tad O&#8217;Malley studio. He&#8217;s wrapping up the broadcast, talking to the camera. The large video screen behind him is playing footage of a police SWAT house preparing to enter a house.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> So if you own a registered firearm, you will actually be targeted as an enemy by your own government in the likely imposition of martial law.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">He turns to another camera and gets up out of his chair, walking around to the front of his desk.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> But I&#8217;d like to end the show on a brighter note by pointing out the heroic work being done by a friend of mine. Literally putting kids back together who are born without something we all take for granted. At Our Lady of Sorrows Hospital in Washington, D.C., Dr. Dana Scully &#8211; working to mend the lives of unfortunate children.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 17<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Our Lady of Sorrows Hospital. SCULLY is standing with her arms folded, watching the live Truth Squad broadcast on her laptop. The nurse calls to her from the doorway, holding a piece of paper.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> Dr. Scully? (SCULLY quickly closes the laptop) I&#8217;ve got your test results back.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Thank you. (SCULLY carefully looks at the test results. She notices something. She calls the NURSE back) Nurse? I need you to do something.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> Of course.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY marks up the test report with a pen<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I need these samples retested.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> Was there a problem with them?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">A surgeon in scrubs calls to SCULLY from the corridor before entering the operating theatre.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SURGEON:<\/span> Dr. Scully? We need you in here.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY smiles to the NURSE<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I just want them retested, please. Thank you. Oh&#8230; and I&#8217;m expecting a call&#8230; well, I&#8217;m hoping for a call&#8230; from somebody named Mulder.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 18<\/p>\n<p>NATIONAL MALL<\/p>\n<p>WASHINGTON, D.C.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Night. MULDER is standing on a well-lit tree-lined path. We see the Washington Monument illuminated in the distance. Footsteps approach MULDER from behind. It is an old, grey-bearded man. It&#8217;s the Roswell DOCTOR.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> Is the hour absolutely necessary?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> It was important that I see you.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> We made an agreement about our meeting in unsecured environments.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I took the usual precautions. I&#8217;m assuming you did too?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">They both look up as they suddenly hear an aircraft flying directly overhead. We see the plane&#8217;s lights against the night sky. They keep watching until it&#8217;s no longer close, then resume their clandestine conversation.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8217;ve been standing here for over an hour. I haven&#8217;t seen a soul. I called you because you said, if I ever put the pieces together, that you would confirm.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> And have you put them together?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8217;ve met someone. I&#8217;ve seen something.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> Because you weren&#8217;t even close. Warring aliens lighting each other on fire and other such nonsense.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I was being cleverly manipulated.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> And what brings this new clarity?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I saw an ARV, running on free energy. I saw it disappear.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> That&#8217;s what they all seem to do.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> But the technology exists. It&#8217;s existed since Roswell. And it&#8217;s been in use, being used on humans in human testing, the taking of men, women and children that&#8217;s misreported as alien abductions.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> So you believe you have the &#8220;how&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Yes. And I think I know the &#8220;why&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> The &#8220;why&#8221; is more complicated than you may ever know, Mr. Mulder.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> 60 years ago we were warned about the military industrial complex gathering too much power.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> This is old news.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> The countdown has begun. It began in 2012 but no one knew.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> Tell me something new.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Alien technology being used against us. Not <strong>by<\/strong> aliens, not <strong>with<\/strong> aliens, but by a venal conspiracy of men against humanity.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> You&#8217;re wasting my time.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> What are the tests for?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> You tell me, Mr. Mulder.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Ten years ago, you came to me, saying you couldn&#8217;t take your secrets to your grave, that you couldn&#8217;t live with it.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We see flashbacks of the young DOCTOR present at abductions whilst medical procedures are being carried out.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> I&#8217;m a man of medicine. I didn&#8217;t know how my work would be used. The lies are so great, Mr. Mulder. The truth must be unassailable.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> So let me tell the world.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> They&#8217;ll make a mockery of us.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Then let me take that bullet.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> And these men are capable of that. You&#8217;re nearly there. You&#8217;re close.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The DOCTOR starts to walk away, but stops and turns back towards MULDER. He pauses for several seconds.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">DOCTOR:<\/span> Roswell. That was a smokescreen.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The DOCTOR turns and walks away<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (to himself) So I&#8217;ve been told.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER turns and walks off in the other direction.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 19<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Night. A silver SUV pulls up on the grass outside MULDER&#8217;s rural house. It&#8217;s SCULLY. She gets out as MULDER opens the door to greet her. SCULLY climbs the steps onto the porch.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> What are you doing here, Scully?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Mulder, you hang up on me, I don&#8217;t hear from you all day. You&#8217;re on some jag about the X-Files&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I figured it out. It all makes complete sense. All these years we&#8217;ve been deceived.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> (shaking her head) I don&#8217;t know what you mean.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8230; I couldn&#8217;t call you because it&#8217;s gonna sound crazy.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> That&#8217;s why I&#8217;m here, Mulder, as somebody who cares about you. As somebody who&#8217;s worried about you.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> All right just listen to me, all right?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> (Firmly) No, you listen to me, Mulder.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER takes SCULLY by the shoulders<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Scully, you got to trust me on this.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I have seen this before. You&#8217;re on fire, believing that you&#8217;re onto some truth, that you can save the world.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> This will finally be their undoing.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> It&#8217;ll be your undoing, Mulder.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> This is my life. This is everything. This is everything I believe in.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> You want to believe. You so badly want to believe.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I <strong>do<\/strong> believe. I believe that Tad O&#8217;Malley is right. This is not an alien conspiracy. It&#8217;s a conspiracy of men.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Tad O&#8217;Malley is a charming man full of charming B.S., Mulder.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No, he woke me up.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> How do you know he&#8217;s not playing you? He&#8217;s a player.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> He&#8217;s been a godsend.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> What are you talking about?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> The truth is out there Scully, and Tad O&#8217;Malley&#8217;s gonna broadcast it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Mulder&#8230; listen to me. As your friend, and as a physician, you are on dangerous ground here.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I know what I&#8217;m doing.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Suddenly we hear SVETA&#8217;s voice through the screen door.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Is everything&#8230; okay?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">We see SVETA standing inside MULDER&#8217;s house. SVETA looks at SCULLY. SCULLY&#8217;s mind starts to run the numbers. This isn&#8217;t going to end well.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (nodding to SVETA) Yeah, everything is okay.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (Turning back to SCULLY) She&#8217;s the key to everything. Sveta&#8230; is the key.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY&#8217;s manner changes from one of concern for MULDER&#8217;s wellbeing to one of disillusionment. She looks crushed, her mind having raced ahead to the wrong conclusion.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> You know what you&#8217;re doing.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY turns and slowly heads down the porch steps. MULDER knows what she&#8217;s thinking. He rolls up his sleeves and tries in vain to call her back to explain.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Scully&#8230;<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY ignores him and walks back to her SUV, parked a short distance away on soft grass. She probably regrets not wearing flats.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">She gets into the SUV and sits in the driver&#8217;s seat, staring back up at the house.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 20<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Moments later outside MULDER&#8217;s house. SCULLY is putting on her seatbelt and about to leave. The lights of another vehicle approach from behind. It stops, and she sees O&#8217;MALLEY get out of his limousine in her door mirror. Not someone she wants to deal with right now. He approaches her door and knocks on the window.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Hey. Where you going? (She lowers the window.) You&#8217;re not leaving are you?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> (regaining her composure) I just need to get out of here.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Stay. It&#8217;s important.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Don&#8217;t tell me what&#8217;s important, please. I just need to leave.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER approaches SCULLY&#8217;s car. O&#8217;MALLEY turns to him.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Wasn&#8217;t she invited?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I would have invited you, Scully, but I didn&#8217;t think you&#8217;d come.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I shouldn&#8217;t have come.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Then what are you doing here?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Mulder, what are you up to?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Later inside MULDER&#8217;s house. SCULLY and O&#8217;MALLEY are sitting on a sofa in his living room. SVETA in a dining chair. SCULLY&#8217;s arms are firmly crossed across her chest. MULDER stands as he delivers his theory.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> The tentacles reach far back into the last century, but it wasn&#8217;t until victories in Europe and Japan and the onset of the Cold War that political and economic conditions became perfect for actual execution.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER sits down in a vacant dining chair.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> A conspiracy bigger and more secret than the Manhattan Project.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> More odious and far-reaching.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> No sooner had we defeated Germany than a new threat started appearing in skies over America, drawn to Earth by the latest threat to extinction &#8211; the H-bomb. Explosions acting as transducers, drawing alien life forms through wormholes in spaceships using electro-gravitic propulsion. Advanced extraterrestrial species visiting us, concerned for mankind and the threat of our self-destruction, forestalling our annihilation through their own self-sacrifice. The crashes at Roswell. More importantly, places like Aztec. World leaders signed secret memos directing scientific studies of alien technology and biochemistry. Classified studies were done at military installations, S4, Groom Lake, Wright Patterson and Dulce &#8211; extracting alien tissue. Tests were done on unsuspecting human subjects in elaborately staged abductions, in craft using alien technology recovered from the downed saucers&#8230; including human hybridisation through gene editing and forced implantation of alien embryos.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Why do such a thing and lie about it? Our own government?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Your own government lies as a matter of course, as a matter of policy. The Tuskegee experiments on black men in the &#8217;30s, Henrietta Lacks&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> What are they trying to do?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> That&#8217;s the missing piece.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> But it&#8217;s not hard to imagine&#8230; a government hiding, hoarding&#8230; alien technology for 70 years, at the expense of human life and the future of the planet.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">O&#8217;MALLEY now stands, ready to continue detailing the theory to SVETA and SCULLY.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> Driven not only by corporate greed, but&#8230; a darker objective.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> The takeover of America.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> And then the world itself &#8211; by any means necessary, however violent&#8230; or cruel&#8230; or efficient. By severe drought brought on by weather wars conducted secretly using aerial contaminants and high-altitude electromagnetic waves. In a state of perpetual war to create problem-reaction-solution scenarios to distract, enrage and enslave American citizens at home with tools like the Patriot Act and the National Defense Authorization Act, which abridged the Constitution in the name of national security. The militarization of police forces in cities across the U.S. The building of prison camps by the Federal Emergency Management Agency with no stated purpose. The corporate takeover of food and agriculture, pharmaceuticals and health care, even the military, in clandestine agendas, to fatten, dull, sicken and control a populace already consumed by consumerism.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> A government that taps your phone, collects your data and monitors your whereabouts &#8211; with impunity. A government preparing to use that data against you when it strikes, and the final takeover begins.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER sits in his chair, nodding.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> The takeover of America?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> By a well-oiled and well-armed multinational group of elites that will cull, kill and subjugate.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Happening as we sit here?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> It&#8217;s happening all around us.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (looking at SCULLY) The other shoe waiting to drop.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> It&#8217;ll probably start on a Friday. The banks will announce a security action necessitating their computers to go offline all weekend.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Digital money will disappear.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> They can just steal your money?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Followed by the detonation of strategic electromagnetic pulse bombs to knock out major grids.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> What will seem like an attack on America, by terrorists or Russia.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Or a simulated alien invasion using alien replica vehicles that exist and are already in use.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> An alien invasion of the U.S.?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> The Russians tried it in &#8217;47.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY shakes her head slowly<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> You can&#8217;t say these things.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> (nodding) I&#8217;m gonna say them tomorrow.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY picks up her jacket and stands.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> It&#8217;s fearmongering claptrap, isolationist techno-paranoia so bogus and dangerous and stupid that it borders on treason. (To O&#8217;MALLEY) Saying these things would be incredibly irresponsible.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (To SCULLY) It&#8217;s irresponsible not to say it.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Especially if it&#8217;s the truth.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> Your test came back negative.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> What do you mean, negative?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> She has no evidence of alien DNA.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The disappointment is clear on MULDER&#8217;s face. SVETA looks shocked and confused.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 21<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Our Lady of Sorrows Hospital. SCULLY is watching the progress of microtia patient Samuel Walker undergoing surgery. She looks down at her closed laptop on the bench. Making sure no-one is watching her, she surreptitiously opens it and browses to the Finder Spyder search engine. She enters the search term &#8220;Truth Squad With Tad O&#8217;Malley Show&#8221;. The latest show starts playing.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> (video) I promised you the truth today, but that truth has come under assault.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Cut to SVETA at an undisclosed location, talking to numerous reporters with microphones and recorders.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Tad O&#8217;Malley tried to put words in my mouth. He paid me to create stories about alien abductions. He is saying lies and stories for his TV show so people will watch. I am so sorry if I misled anyone.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER is also watching the video stream. As he is watching we see that the video of SVETA&#8217;s admission is playing on the large screen behind O&#8217;MALLEY in the Truth Squad studio.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> They got to her.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER slams his laptop shut in frustration.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">O&#8217;MALLEY:<\/span> These are the depths our government stoops to. We must be making them very afraid.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Cut back to the hospital. The NURSE appears in the doorway holding the new test results.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">NURSE:<\/span> Dr. Scully? Your test results came back in.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 22<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Day. MULDER runs up to the front door of SVETA&#8217;s farmhouse, calling out her name. He opens the front door and enters, searching each room in turn.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Sveta? Sveta?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Not finding her in the house, he opens the back door and heads into the garden.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (shouting) SVETA?<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">There&#8217;s clean washing on the line, but no sign of SVETA.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 23<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">The warehouse containing the ARV. 2 Humvees crash though the warehouse doors, knocking them off their hinges. The scientists are in the Faraday cage examining the ARV. They turn around in shock. GARNER opens the mesh door of the cage and heads towards the vehicles, irate.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> No! No! No!<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The vehicles come to a screeching halt. Several armed soldiers get out, training their weapons on the scientists.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">GARNER:<\/span> Stop! You can&#8217;t! You have no right&#8230;<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">One of the soldiers punches GARNER in the face, knocking him to the ground. Other soldiers enter the Faraday cage and place magnetic explosives on the ARV. Just as swiftly as the explosives are set the soldiers head back to their vehicles and speed out of the warehouse. As the vehicles speed out of the warehouse&#8217;s doorway the charges explode, destroying the ARV and engulfing the helpless scientists in a huge fireball.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 24<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Our Lady of Sorrows Hospital. The surgeons and SCULLY have just finished another microtia surgery and are exiting the operating theatre, taking off their masks and gloves. SCULLY stops and takes a moment in the side room adjoining the operating theatre.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY turns towards her laptop. Using the Finder Spyder search engine she quickly enters the search term &#8220;Truth Squad with Tad O&#8217;Malley&#8221; and tries to load the site but is immediately met with an error:<\/p>\n<p class=\"indentdesc\">ERROR &#8211; 404<\/p>\n<p class=\"indentdesc\">Site Temporarily Unavailable<\/p>\n<p class=\"indentdesc\">SERVER_ERROR#7108QF87C<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">She pauses to think about what might be going on.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 25<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Later. SCULLY is walking through a well-lit underground parking garage to her SUV. She unlocks her vehicle using her remote key fob and is about to get in when she realises there was something on the tailgate window as she walked past. Someone has written &#8220;DON&#8217;T GIVE UP&#8221; in the dirt on the window with their finger. MULDER suddenly emerges from beside a pillar behind her vehicle.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> There&#8217;s something called the Venus Syndrome. It&#8217;s a runaway global warming scenario that leads us to the brink of the Sixth Extinction. Those with means will prepare to move off the planet into space, which has already been weaponized against the poor, huddled masses of humanity that haven&#8217;t been exterminated by the \u00fcber-violent fascist elites. If you believe in that kind of thing.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> You look exhausted, Mulder.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER looks tired. SCULLY looks tired too, but there&#8217;s something else too. Her voice is weaker than usual.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> It was a long day at the office&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I don&#8217;t know if you saw, but&#8230; Tad O&#8217;Malley pulled the plug.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> They&#8217;re very good, these guys, you know?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> And what about Sveta? Where is she?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> I&#8217;m sure they scared her to death.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> We need to find her, Mulder. We need to protect her, no matter what.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Why? You said her tests came back negative.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I ran them again. In fact&#8230; I sequenced her entire genome because I didn&#8217;t trust the initial results.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Are you saying she has alien DNA?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> And I sequenced my own genome&#8230; because of my history and&#8230; because we have a child together.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Scully&#8230; what are you saying?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I&#8217;m saying she&#8217;s not the only one. I&#8217;m saying someone has to stop these sons of bitches.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY&#8217;s cellphone suddenly bleeps as it receives a text message. MULDER&#8217;s cellphone bleeps at almost the same time.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> (Checking her phone) Skinner.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> (Checking his phone) Skinner.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SCULLY&#8217;s message reads:<\/p>\n<p class=\"indentdesc\">Skinner<\/p>\n<p class=\"indentdesc\">Situation critical. Need<\/p>\n<p class=\"indentdesc\">to see you both ASAP.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">MULDER:<\/span> Scully, are you ready for this?<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SCULLY:<\/span> I don&#8217;t know there&#8217;s a choice.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">MULDER nods gently.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 26<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Night. SVETA is driving alone along a dark highway. She has packed bags next to her in the passenger seat. The electrical systems in the car start going haywire.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Oh, no&#8230;<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The car cuts out. She presses the accelerator repeatedly but gets no response.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Please! Please don&#8217;t quit. No!<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The car rolls to a gentle halt in the middle of the road. She tries to restart it. The car remains dead.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Suddenly a bright green shaft of light penetrates the car from above, entering through the sunroof. SVETA looks up in horror and awe through the glass in the roof. We see the shaft of light is coming from a bright circular feature on the underside of a triangular-shaped spaceship hovering overhead, similar to the ARV we saw earlier in the warehouse.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">SVETA cries out in horror<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> Oh, no. No!<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The spaceship slowly descends until it is only about 25m above SVETA&#8217;s car. The beam of green light suddenly stops. The car is now illuminated brightly in white light. SVETA fights to get out of her seatbelt and open the car door. She cries out as she panics.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">SVETA:<\/span> No!<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Finally, SVETA manages to open the door and starts to get out, but it is too late. The car explodes in a huge fireball, a mushroom cloud of smoke rising into the night sky. The spacecraft slowly and silently rises up into the sky and out of view, leaving burning wreckage scattered across the road.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\">\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"sceneheader\">\n<p>SCENE 27<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"scenetext\">\n<p class=\"desc\">Night. Flames crackle in the fireplace of a well-appointed drawing room. &#8220;Carpe Diem&#8221; is embossed on the fire surround. From behind we see the mottled left hand of a well-dressed old man holding a cellphone to his ear. As the camera pans around to show his face, we see that it is the CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN, seated in front of the inviting fire. He has survived. We see a tracheostomy tube through his open shirt collar.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:<\/span> (On phone) Yes. (Pause.) Yes. (Pause.) I see.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">He closes the call and puts the phone down. An assistant walks over to him holding a lit cigarette. The CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN looks up at him.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:<\/span> We have a small problem.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">The assistant places the end of the cigarette in the tracheostomy tube. The CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN inhales deeply. The cigarette burns brightly.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"char\">CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:<\/span> They&#8217;ve reopened the X-Files.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">He exhales slowly through his tracheostomy tube, staring into the fire.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">Fade to black.<\/p>\n<p class=\"desc\">___<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.insidethex.co.uk\/transcrp\/scrp1001.html\">http:\/\/www.insidethex.co.uk\/transcrp\/scrp1001.html<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>SCENE 1<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32562","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32562","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=32562"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32562\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=32562"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=32562"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofthenation2012.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=32562"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}