(Weíre flying right above the clouds as Margaret speaks.)
MARGARET SCULLY: Once, when she was a girl... a very little girl...
Dana was in the woods.
(The sun shines as leaves fall.)
It was autumn.
(Little Dana is running through the woods.)
She had always been a tomboy, unlike her sister Melissa.
(Dana is holding a B.B. gun as her brothers point out how to use it
and things about it.)
For her birthday, Danaís brothers had given her a B.B. gun and were
showing her how to use it.
(William Scully puts a tin can down on a log.)
Their father had told them only to shoot cans...
(William Jr. picks up a garter snake from a pile of leaves.)
But in a patch of grass, Bill Jr. found a garter snake.
(He tosses the snake off and aims his B.B. gun at it, along with his
brother. Dana joins in and all three shoot at the garter snake.)
And they began shooting. Wanting to fit in with her brothers, Dana also
shot at the snake.
(The bullets pierce the ground near the snake as it tries to get away.)
It squirmed wildly, desperatly fighting for life but as the boys continued
to shoot the snake began to bleed. When she realized what she had done...
(Dana lowers her gun and walks over to the dead snake. She kneels down,
picks it up and begins to cry.)
Dana began to cry with irrevocable guilt. Through her tears, she was
saying that... something was missing from the snake. She had taken something
that was not hers to take. And although deathly afraid of snakes, Dana
held the animal as if sheer human will could keep it alive. The snake,
its blood on her hands, died. There was nothing she could do to bring it
(We see Mrs. Scully and Mulder are sitting at a table.)
MULDER: Itís too soon, Mrs. Scully. We canít give up.
MARGARET SCULLY: That day in the woods, I felt for my daughter.
But at this moment, I know how my daughter felt.
(The door opens and Mrs. Scully stands up. A man walks in carrying something.
She walks over and he lifts the cover off. Mulder walks over, looks at
it, and turns away. It is a tombstone, and it reads:
= LOVING DAUGHTER & FRIEND
"The Spirit is the Truth." JOHN 5:07")
(An X-File, presumably Scullyís, sits on his desk. We hear moaning emanating
from the TV, a man and a woman. Mulder is lying on the couch. He looks
at the TV, then rewinds it and plays it again. The phone rings. He looks
up at it.)
(Mulder storms through the halls, then starts jogging. Phones ring and
doctors talk as Mulder runs past them. A nurse grabs his hand, trying to
NURSE: Sir... sir, you canít go in there!
(He breaks free and runs through a door marked "Authorized Personal
Only." He runs to Scullyís side. She is hooked up to various machines,
her face covered with them. She is in a coma and attached to a respirator.)
(He looks at Mrs. Scully, who is staring at her daughter. Mulder looks
away, knowing her pain. He looks over to the various people sitting around.)
Who brought her here?
(He stands and starts around the bed.)
How did she get here?
NURSE: Sir, will you please...
MULDER: (shouting) How did she get here?
NURSE: Ms. Scully was in this condition when I arrived for the evening
shift. If youíll step outside, perhaps Dr. Daly...
MULDER: Is that Daly?
(He points at a man, then walks over to him.)
Are you Dr. Daly?
(The man nods.)
Whatís going on? How the hell did she get here?
DOCTOR DALY: Would you settle down...
MULDER: Was it, was it paramedics, FBI, military? Answer me right now!
(People start murmuring and screaming. Mrs. Scully does not look up,
her eyes fixated on her daughter.)
DOCTOR DALY: I...
MULDER: What, youíre telling me she just appeared?
DOCTOR DALY: Sir...
MULDER: Who did this to her!?
DOCTOR DALY: Sir...
(Mulder goes to the nurseís desk and starts throwing papers.)
MULDER: I want to see her admission forms. Who did this to her? I want
to see what tests have been done!
(Daly struggles with him for the papers. Security guards grab Mulder
and start dragging him away.)
Listen, if youíre hiding anything, I swear, I will do anything, whatever
it takes, I will find out what they did to her!
(Daly is looking at some charts. Mrs. Scully is sitting in a chair,
Mulder is sitting on the arm.)
DOCTOR DALY: Presently, we have Dana listed under critical condition,
comatose. There is complete unawareness of self or environment. There is
no evidence of language comprehension, no evidence of voluntary responses
to external stimuli. My apologies but... no one here can determine how
Dana arrived at the hospital, administered and how she was attended to
in such critical condition. Um... because of the absence of Danaís recent medical
history, I am at a loss for prognosis. I canít determine with certainty
how long sheís been in this state.
MARGARET SCULLY: You havenít told us why sheís like this.
DOCTOR DALY: We just donít know, Mrs. Scully. There are no indications
of acute injuries, traumatic or non-traumatic, I canít find any signs of
degenerative or metabolic disorders. We have conducted every test possible.
MULDER: Iíd like her examined for trace evidence.
DOCTOR DALY: She has been bathed and cleaned since her admittance. Also,
there is a situation which I donít know if youíre aware of. The F.B.I.
has notified us of the terms of Danaís living will.
MARGARET SCULLY: What is it, what did she say?
DOCTOR DALY: Well, Dana is a doctor. Her criteria for terminating life
support is quite specific. She states that, um... if her glasgow outcome
scale lists her...
MULDER: (to Mrs. Scully) She doesnít want to live in this condition.
DOCTOR DALY: (to Mulder) You signed the will as her witness.
(Danaís sister, Melissa stands over her, holding a crystal above her.
Mulder comes over and Melissa looks at him.)
MELISSA SCULLY: Iíve been told not to call you Fox.
MULDER: By who?
MELISSA SCULLY: Dana, just now.
MULDER: Dana talked to you just now? If she talked, the EEG would have
MELISSA SCULLY: Her soul is here.
(Mrs. Scully walks over.)
MARGARET SCULLY: Iím glad you could come, Melissa.
MULDER: Youíre Scullyís sister.
MELISSA SCULLY: Danaís choosing whether... whether to remain or move
(She puts her hands over Scullyís body. Margaret walks away.)
You can feel her. Here.
(She places his hand above Scullyís body. In Scullyís mind, she is sitting
in a rowboat on a lake The rowboat is tied to a dock with a piece of rope.
On the dock, she sees Mulder and Melissa, with a nurse in the background.)
MULDER: Sheís not here.
MELISSA SCULLY: No, your anger and your... your fearís blocking...
(Back to the room.)
...any positive emotions she needs to feel.
MULDER: I need to do more than just wave my hands in the air.
(He walks away.)
(Mulder takes some masking tape and puts an "X" on his window. He shines
the lamp through it and turns off the rest of the lights. He sits down.
Over the course of the night, he waits patiently, sometimes playing with
a basketball, before going to sleep. In the morning, he wakes up, looks
at the "X" and goes to the door. He picks up the newspaper, goes back in,
unwraps it, and flips through it. He sees no help from X. He throws it
away, rips the "X" off the window and slams his fist down.)
(Frohike walks in, decked out in a suit and bowtie, carrying flowers.
He walks to the nurseís desk.)
NURSE: May I help you?
FROHIKE: Uh, Dana Scully, please.
(Mulder looks over to the voice, moving the phone away from his ear.)
(A nurse pulls open the curtains and takes Frohikeís flowers. They look
at Scully, Frohike saddened. He takes a look at her charts.)
FROHIKE: Hey, Mulder. This is weird.
(Byers is sitting down, looking at the charts. Mulder sits at another
desk. Frohike is standing, and Langly walks over and sits on the desk behind
BYERS: Good work sneaking out these charts.
FROHIKE: Snuck Ďem in my pants.
MULDER: Thereís plenty of room down there.
(Frohike looks at him and sits down on the desk next to Byers.)
LANGLY: You look down, Mulder. Tell you what, youíre welcome to come
over Saturday night. Weíre all hopping on the internet to nitpick the scientific
inaccuracies of "Earth 2."
MULDER: Iím doing my laundry.
BYERS: The chart shows abnormal protein chains in the blood. The amino
acid sequence is in a combination Iíve never seen before.
(He slides his chair over to the computer. They all walk over to him.)
Iíve downloaded Scullyís medical data to the newest Lone Gunman.
FROHIKE: He goes by the name "The Thinker."
BYERS: This guyís a hacking genius.
(On the screen is a picture of Nixon with such phrases as "I am not
a crook!" and "Let me make this perfectly clear..." The screen flips to
one that has a 3-D image of Scullyís DNA, as well as two other charts with
DNA coding. The computer beeps twice and sentences begin filing in. Byers
and Langly read it and look worried.
BYERS: The Thinker reports the protein chains are a result of branched
MULDER: Branched DNA?
LANGLY: The cutting edge of genetic engineering.
BYERS: A biological equivalent of a silicon microchip.
LANGLY: This is way beyond cutting edge. This technology fifty years
down the line.
MULDER: Whatís it used for?
FROHIKE: Could be a tracking system.
BYERS: Developmental stages of a biological marker.
MULDER: You mean a high-tech identity card?
LANGLY: Or something as insidious as grafting a human into something...
(The computer beeps again.)
BYERS: Good theories, gentlemen, but all for naught.
(He points at a protein data map.)
This branched DNA is inactive. Itís waste product. Whoever was experimenting
on Scully is finished. Now itís nothing more than a biological poison.
MULDER: Will she live?
(Byers looks at Mulder, then at Langly, who looks back solemnly.)
BYERS: Um... her immune system has been decimated and, uh... I doubt
even a healthy human body has the ability to fight this. Mulder, thereís
nothing you can do.
(In Scullyís mind, there is now a nurse standing at the shore.)
NURSE OWENS: Dana? Dana, honey? I know you can hear me. This is Nurse
Owens. Iím here to take care of you, sweetheart, to watch over you. Help
you find the way home.
(In reality, Owens is leaning over on the bed, whispering to her.)
I know youíre far away from home tonight and that where you are is peaceful.
It would be nice to stay but Dana, you must leave here only when itís time.
(She puts her hand on Scullyís forehead. Mulder walks in.)
Iíll be here when you need me, dear.
(She kisses Scullyís forehead and leaves. The nurse walks in carrying
NURSE: Excuse me, sir. Iím going to have to take some blood.
(She does so. As she does, Mulder looks back into another room and sees
a man in an overcoat standing over an old lady. The man looks back. The
nurse puts the vial down on the counter when a long beeping sounds. She
looks up to see that the old lady has flatlined. The Overcoat Man is nowhere
to be found.)
Code blue crash cart!
(She runs in, along with a few other doctors.)
MALE NURSE: Red wave coming in!
NURSE: Letís go!
DOCTOR: Alright, letís get an airway in!
NURSE: (says something intellegibly) B.P. 80 over 60 and dropping.
(Mulder looks down at Scully. The nurse closes the curtains.)
DOCTOR: Alright, letís shock her. Give me the paddles. 200 joules. Clear!
(The defribillators go off. Mulder notices that the vial with the blood
DOCTOR: What do we got?
NURSE: (says something intellegibly)
DOCTOR: Letís go again, 260, clear!
DOCTOR: Come on!
(Mulder whips back the curtain and sees the door closing. The doctors
and nurses continue talking as he runs out after The Overcoat Man. He runs
out to see the man walking down the hall. He begins running after him.)
(The man begins running as well. The man jumps into an elevator and
presses the button many times. Mulder comes too late as the elevator closes.
He tries to pry open the doors, pushes the button, then starts running
down the stairs. He runs down to the lobby and, seeing no one outside,
goes back in and runs down to the parking lot. He sees the Overcoat Man
turning a corner. Taking out his gun, he moves silently along the wall
until X grabs him, slamming him against the wall and putting a gun to his
X: Didnít expect you here till after visiting hours.
MULDER: There was a man, he took Scullyís blood.
X: Forget him.
MULDER: Get that gun out of my face...
X: This high-capacity compact Sig Saver .40 caliber weapon is pointed
at your head to stress my insistence that your search for who put your
partner on that respirator desist immediately!
MULDER: You ignore my call for help and then you expect me to do what
you say? You go to hell!
X: You got him killed! You got her killed. Thatís not going to happen
to me. Youíre my tool, you understand? I come to you when I need you. Right
now, youíre heading in a direction that can lead them right here.
MULDER: What the hell are you talking about?
X: Youíre not supposed to know. Thatís the point.
MULDER: I owe her more than just sitting around doing nothing.
X: She was a good soldier, Mulder, but thereís nothing you can do to
bring her back.
MULDER: Sheís not dead.
(X laughs slightly.)
X: Listen to you. Listen. Youíre a damn schoolboy, Mulder. You have
no idea. No idea!
MULDER: Okay, then tell me. Tell me!
(They stare at each other angrily. X loosens his grip.)
X: I used to be you. I was where you are now. But youíre not me, Mulder.
I donít think you have the heart. Walk away. Grieve for Scully and then
never look back. You will be able to live with yourself, Mulder... on the
day you die.
(A door closes and X looks to the sound. Mulder breaks his grip and
runs in that direction. X, trying to remain in the shadows, cannot follow
him. Mulder sees the man and skulks behind the cars towards him.)
MULDER: Federal agent!
(The Overcoat Man fires at him. Mulder moves behind a column. The man
runs and opens a door, then goes in. Mulder follows. He looks down both
ways of the hallway, then goes right. He hears some rattling and follows
the noise. Moving into the laundry room, he manages to sneak up behind
Federal agent, donít turn around. You know Iím armed. Put your gun very
slowly on the ground.
(The man does so. Mulder holds his gun at him the whole time.)
Put your hands behind your head and interlock your fingers. Turn right
towards the machine and put your head on it.
(He does so. Mulder walks behind him, reaches into his pocket and pulls
out the vial. He walks back to where he was.)
(The man does, his fingers still interlocked behind his head.)
Who wants this? Who wants it?
All right, letís go. This way.
(He points and they start walking. After a few feet, the Overcoat Man
grabs a cart and slams it back into Mulder. He then takes a metal pipe
and smashes it into Mulder four times, knocking him down and forcing him
to drop his gun and the vial. Mulder is nearly unconscious as the man bends
over to pick up the vial. As he does, X sneaks up behind him, grabs his
hand and twists it around his back, breaking his arm. He then snaps it
back, breaking his wrist. X grabs onto him from behind and kicks the gun
away. He walks past Mulder just as Mulder begins to regain consciousness.
X looks at him.)
X: Stay there.
(He pushes the man forward. Mulder struggles to try to get to his feet.)
(X whips out a gun and shoots the Overcoat Man, apparently in the arm.
He looks at Mulder again as the man groans.)
X: You want to see what it takes to find the truth, Agent Mulder? You
want to know what I know?
(Mulder watches as X walks over and shoots the man again, this time
in the head. He walks back to Mulder.)
Iíll attend to this.
(He walks back towards the man. Later, Daly sits in his office with
Melissa, Margaret, and Mulder. They are all sitting except for Fox.)
DOCTOR DALY: Discontinuing the respirator does not necessarily mean
pulling the plug or ending her life. Karen Ann Quinlan lived for nine years
after cessation of mechanical ventilation. I do believe, however, that
this is not the case with your daughter, Mrs. Scully. My guess is that
sheís been in this state since her disappearance and she will not improve.
MELISSA SCULLY: Is she below the criteria established in her will?
MULDER: Itís possible branched DNA can be treated with designer antibiotics.
DOCTOR DALY: Agent Mulder, I donít know where you developed this bizarre
diagnosis, but I do believe youíre in no position to continue your...
MULDER: Youíve never provided an answer as to why sheís here or whatís
wrong with her. We need to study her.
MELISSA SCULLY: Sheís not a piece of evidence.
MULDER: Sheís here because of unnatural circumstances.
MELISSA SCULLY: Sheís dying. Thatís perfectly natural. We hide people
in these rooms because we donít want to look at death. We have machines
prolong a life that should, that should end. Thatís a much more unnatural
circumstance than any cause of her death.
MULDER: Thatís very politically correct.
MELISSA SCULLY: Thatís very human. I love her. This is right.
MARGARET SCULLY: Dana has made our decision. Fox... you and Dana had
a friendship built on respect. Now, in the last year...
(She stands, almost crying. Melissa is almost crying too.)
I have lost my husband. And God knows I donít want to lose my baby girl.
But like you, I have always respected her.
(She walks to the door and turns back.)
Fox... this is a moment for the family. But you can join us if you want.
(Mulder lightly shakes his head no. Margaret, Melissa and Daly walk
out. In Scullyís mind, she sees Nurse Owens standing on the dock. The rope
is pulled taut and suddenly snaps. Scully starts to float away.)
(The Cigarette-Smoking Man throws a document down on Skinnerís desk
and picks up a pack of "Morleyís" cigarettes. Skinner is sitting at his
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Read it. Itís all there. If youíre having trouble
sitting on Mulder, Assistant Director Skinner, Iím sure you know weíd have
(He puts a cigarette in his mouth and takes out his lighter.)
(He nods towards a sign on Skinnerís desk that reads "Thank You For
Not Smoking." Cancer Man proceeds to light it anyway. He takes a few drags
as he walks across the room. He stubs it out in an ashtray and walks out
through the double-doors. Through the single door at the side of his office,
there is a knocking.)
Yeah, come in.
(Mulder walks in and notices the cigarette, still smoking.)
(He does so.)
I called you right up here because of rumors about an incident at the
hospital last night.
MULDER: Is this about the tooth that was found in the cafeteria jello?
SKINNER: The rumor has it that you were involved in the laundry room?
MULDER: No, sir.
SKINNER: A man was executed, Agent Mulder.
MULDER: I was with Scully.
SKINNER: Traces of her blood were found at the scene.
MULDER: May I see the police report?
SKINNER: There is no police report of this incident, Agent Mulder, and
there is no body. You know that.
MULDER: Since I am unfamiliar with any such incident, sir, no, how would
I know that?
SKINNER: Knock it off!
MULDER: Howís it feel? Constant denial of everything, questions answered
with a question.
SKINNER: I want to know what happened, damn it.
MULDER: Him. Thatís what happened.
(He stands and picks up the ashtray, putting it down on Skinnerís desk.)
Cancer Man! Heís responsible for what happened to Scully!
SKINNER: How do you know that?
MULDER: Itís a rumor. Who is he?
SKINNER: Itís not your...
MULDER: Oh, you can have it all, you can have my badge, you can have
the X-Files, just tell me where he is.
SKINNER: And then what? He sleeps with the fishes? Weíre not the mafia,
Agent Mulder. I know itís easy to forget but we work for the Department
MULDER: Thatís what I want.
SKINNER: Agent Scully was a fine officer. More than that, I liked her.
I respected her. We all know the field we play on and we all know what
can happen in the course of a game. If you were unprepared for all the
potentials, then you shouldnít step on the field.
(Mulder turns away and walks a few steps before looking back.)
MULDER: What if I... I knew the potential consequences but I... I never
SKINNER: Then youíre as much to blame for her condition as... "The Cancer
(Mulder walks out.)
(In Scullyís mind, she is laying on a table in a white dress. All the
walls are white except for one, which is a black void. Through the void
walks her father, dressed in his admiralís uniform. He walks over to her.)
WILLIAM SCULLY: Hello, Starbuck. Itís Ahab. People would say to me,
"Life is short." "Kids, they grow up fast," and "Before you know it, itís
over." I never listened. For me, life went at a proper pace. There were
many rewards... until the moment that I knew, I... understood that... that
I would never see you again... my little girl. Then my life felt as if
it had been the length of one breath, one heartbeat. I never knew how much
I loved my daughter until I could never tell her. At that moment, I would
have traded every medal, every commendation, every promotion for... one
more second with you. Weíll be together again, Starbuck. But not now. Soon.
(He slowly turns and walks back into the void. In reality, Nurse Owens
is standing over her again. She leans in and whispers to her.)
NURSE OWENS: Dana? I know death is at armís reach tonight, but Dana?
Your time is not over.
(At the cafeteria, Mulder is eating lunch with Melissa.)
MELISSA SCULLY: You know, FoxÖ sorry, Mulder... you could spend the
rest of your life finding every person whoís responsible and itís still
not going to bring her back. Whoever did this to her has an equal horror
coming to them.
MULDER: Including myself?
(Melissa looks at him strangely. A woman comes up to Mulder.)
WOMAN: Pardon me, sir, do you have change for the cigarette machine?
(He checks his pockets for money.)
MULDER: No. Sorry, I donít.
(She smiles and walks over to the machine.)
MELISSA SCULLY: What do you mean, yourself?
WOMAN: Thereís a pack already here... Morleyís. Not my brand.
(She walks away. Mulder stands up and pulls the pack out of the slot.
He unwraps the top and opens it. He takes out a folded piece of paper that
reads "900 W. Georgia St.")
(Cancer Man sits in his chair, watching an old war movie. There are
various screams coming out of it. On the table, his ashtray is filled to
the brim with old cigarettes. His gun sits on the other side of the table
as he puts his newly-finished cigarette into one of the beer bottles.)
MAN ON TV: Want a cigarette, Rev? How Ďbout a smoke?
(He picks up a pack of Morleyís and hears a creak. He starts to get
up when Mulder grabs him by the back off his shirt and throws him back
into his chair.)
MULDER: Sit down!
(Mulder swings around and points a gun directly at his head.)
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Howíd you find me?
MULDER: Shut up! Tonight, I ask the questions! Youíre going to answer
me, you son of a bitch!
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Donít try and threaten me, Mulder. Iíve watched
(He puts a cigarette in his mouth. Mulder backhands it out. Cancer Man
MULDER: Why her? Why her and not me?
(Cancer Man does not respond. He is slumped back in his chair, obviously
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I like you. I like her too. Thatís why she was
returned to you.
(Mulder grips his gun with both hands and leans in a little.)
MULDER: You should be the one to die.
(The Cigarette-Smoking Man is completely cool and confident now. Mulder,
on the other hand, is falling apart.)
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Why? Look at me. No wife, no family, some power.
Iím in the game because I believe what Iím doing is right.
MULDER: (almost whispering) Right? Who are you to decide whatís right?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Who are you? If people were to know the things
I know, it would all fall apart. I told Skinner you shot the man in the
hospital but I didnít really believe it. And here you are with a gun to
my head. I have more respect for you, Mulder. Youíre becoming a player.
You can kill me now, but youíll never know the truth...
(Mulder squeezes the trigger but slowly releases it.)
...and thatís why Iíll win. Donít worry. Thisíll be our secret. We wouldnít
want others toÖ start rumors.
(He lights a cigarette and takes a drag. Mulder watches, half-disgusted
with Cancer Man and half-disgusted with himself.)
(Mulder sits at his computer and is typing something. He clicks a button
on the mouse and the printer fires up. He takes the paper out and signs
it. It reads:
"To Assistant Director Walter S. Skinner
Please accept my resignation from the Federal Bureau of Investigation effective immediately.
______________ (Mulderís signature.)
He leans back in his chair. Later, Mulder takes his microscope and puts
it in a box. Skinner walks in and sighs.)
SKINNER: When I started out, this is where they kept the copier.
MULDER: At least back then, it wasnít just wasted space.
(Skinner walks towards him and tears up Mulderís resignation form.)
SKINNER: Itís unacceptable.
(Mulder continues packing books into the box.)
Look, I know you feel responsible for Agent Scully, but I will not accept
resignation and defeat as self-punishment.
MULDER: All the forensics, the field investigations, the eyewitness
accounts... to still know nothing. To lose myself... and Scully. I hate
what Iíve become.
(Skinner sighs and takes his glasses off. He walks a little bit as Mulder
continues putting folders and such in the box.)
SKINNER: When I was eighteen, I, uh... I went to Vietnam. I wasnít drafted,
Mulder, I... I enlisted in the Marine Corps the day of my eighteenth birthday.
I did it on a blind faith. I did it because I believed it was the right
thing to do. I donít know, maybe I still do. Three weeks into my tour,
a ten-year-old North Vietnamese boy walked into camp covered with grenades
and I, uh... I blew his head off from a distance of ten yards.
(Mulder looks at him, shocked. He listens intently now.)
I lost my faith. Not in my country or in myself, but in everything.
There was just no point to anything anymore. One night on patrol, we were,
uh... caught... and everyone... everyone fell. I mean, everyone. I looked
down... at my body... from outside of it. I didnít recognize it at first.
I watched the V.C. strip my uniform, take my weapon and I remained... in
this thick jungle... peaceful... unafraid... watching my... my dead friends.
Watching myself. In the morning, the corpsmen arrived and put me in a bodybag
until... I guess they found a pulse. I woke in a Saigon hospital two weeks later.
(He walks towards him.)
Iím afraid to look any further beyond that experience. You? You are
not. Your resignation is unacceptable.
(He starts out.)
(Skinner turns back. Mulder sighs.)
You gave me Cancer Manís location. You put your life in danger.
SKINNER: Agent Mulder, every life, everyday is in danger. Thatís just
(He walks out, closing the door behind him. Later, Mulder carries the
box down towards his car. As he reaches the door to the parking lot, a
man jumps out in front of him. Mulder drops the box and goes for his gun
until he sees it is X. X hands him a plane ticket.)
X: Your plane ticket.
MULDER: But we barely know each other.
X: I canít tell you why she was taken. Itís too close to me. Iím giving
you the men who took her.
X: They believe youíll be out of town. They believe you information
about Scully being kept in your desk in your apartment. AT 8:17 tonight,
theyíll search your apartment. They will be armed. You will be waiting.
X: To defend yourself with terminal intensity. Itís the only way, Mulder.
The law will not punish these people.
(Mulder sighs and takes the plane ticket.)
After tonight, we cannot make contact for several weeks.
(He dashes off.)
(Mulder sits alone in the dark, his gun on the table. He spots a shadow
covering the light under the door. He looks at his watch. ONLY 7:30. He
picks up the gun. As there is a knocking. Outside, Melissa knocks again.)
MELISSA SCULLY: Mulder.
(Mulder opens the door and looks around the hallway.)
Sorry. I came by. You werenít answering and your machine wasnít on.
Can I come in?
(Mulder looks at her.)
For a second?
(He leads her in and latches the door.)
Why is it so dark in here?
MULDER: Because the lights arenít on.
MELISSA SCULLY: Okay. I just came from the hospital. Dr. Daly says...
sheís weakening. It could be anytime. So I figured youíd want to come down
and see her.
MULDER: No, I canít.
MELISSA SCULLY: Well, Iíd think that you would.
MULDER: Yeah, I would. I canít, not right now.
(She walks up to him.)
MELISSA SCULLY: Listen. I donít have to be psychic to see that youíre
in a very dark place... much darker than where my sister is. Willingly
walking deeper into darkness cannot help her at all. Only the light...
MULDER: Enough with the harmonic convergence crap, okay? Youíre not
saying anything to me.
MELISSA SCULLY: Why donít you just drop your cynicism and your paranoia
and your defeat. You know, just because itís positive and good doesnít
make it silly or trite! Why is it so much easier for you to run around
trying to get even than just expressing to her how you feel? I expect more
from you. Dana expects more.
(She angrily unlatches the door.)
Even if it doesnít bring her back, at least sheíll know. And so will
(She leaves. Mulder latches the door, sits down and puts the gun back
on the table.)
(Mulder slowly walks up and pulls up a chair. The respirator is gone.
Mulder stares at her for a while before putting his hand on hers.)
MULDER: I feel, Scully... that you believe... youíre not ready to go.
And youíve always had the strength of your beliefs. I donít know if my
being here... will help bring you back. But Iím here.
(He sits back in his chair and stares at her solemnly. The clock reads
(It is morning. Mulder walks into his apartment to find it completely
wrecked. Everything is in shambles. He goes to the doorway from his living
room to his office and looks in. He leans up against the door fixture and
begins to cry. He slumps down on the floor, crying, looking at his hands.)
(In Scullyís mind, she is lying on a bed in a small clearing in a forest.
A chair is in the corner. The area slowly fades away into the hospital
room. Doctors and nurses walk around.)
NURSE AT DESK: Iíll look at the chart.
(The nurse who took her blood starts by, but looks at her and stops.)
NURSE: Call Dr. Daly, now.
(She walks over to her head. Scullyís eyes are opened. She blinks.)
(Mulder sits on his sofa as the phone rings. The machine picks it up.)
MULDER ON ANSWERING MACHINE: Hello, this is Fox Mulder. Leave a message...
(He picks up the reciever.)
MULDER: Iím here.
(He listens. Slowly, a smile comes onto his face.)
(Scully is in a room now, with flowers off to the side. Margaret sits
in a chair, Melissa is sitting on her bed. Mulder walks in. Melissa gets
up and makes room.)
MARGARET SCULLY: Hello, Fox.
SCULLY: Not Fox, Mulder.
(Mulder is smiling widely as she looks at him.)
MULDER: How you feeling?
SCULLY: Mulder, I donít remember anything... after Duane Barry...
MULDER: Doesnít... doesnít matter.
(She sighs. He holds up a blue plastic bag.)
Brought you a present.
(He takes out a video and shows it to her.)
"Superstars of the Super Bowl."
SCULLY: I knew there was a reason to live.
MULDER: I know you want to get some rest, I... just came by to see...
how you were doing and say hi.
(He holds her hand then starts out.)
(He turns back.)
I had the strength of your beliefs.
(He nods and takes her cross out of his pocket. She reaches up and takes
MULDER: I was holding this for you.
(She looks at it, then at her mother, who smiles.)
SCULLY: (quietly) Thanks.
(Mulder smiles and looks at Melissa, who smiles at him. He walks out.
Later, she touches the cross as it sits around her neck. The nurse comes
SCULLY: Hmm. Could I see Nurse Owens? Iíve got something Iíd like her
NURSE: Nurse who?
(She hands Scully her medicine and a cup of water. Scully downs it.)
SCULLY: Owens. Short with straight light brown hair? She watched over
me in intensive care and Iíd like to thank her.
NURSE: Dana, Iíve worked here for ten years and thereís no Nurse Owens
at this hospital.
(She walks out. Scully stares at the door, wondering.)