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The X-files "Terma" (4x10)
writers: Chris Carter & Frank Spotnitz
director: Kim Manners
STARRING:
David Duchovny as Special Agent Fox Mulder
Gillian Anderson as Special Agent Dana Scully
Guest Cast:
MITCH PILEGGI as Assistant Director Skinner
WILLIAM B. DAVIS as The Cigarette-Smoking Man
NICK LEA as Krycek
CAMPBELL LANE as Committee Chairman
FRITZ WEAVER as Senator Sorenson
JOHN HAINSWORTH as Gaunt Man
OLESKY SHOSTAK as Bundled Man
JAN RUBES as Vassily Peskow
STEFAN ARNGRIM as the prisoner
ROBIN MOSSLEY as Dr. Kingsley Looker
BRENDAN BEISER as Agent Pendrell
JOHN NEVILLE as Well-Manicured Man
MALCOLM STEWART as Dr. Sacks
JESSICA SCHREIER as Dr. Bonita Sayre
BRENT STAIT as Terry Edward Mayhew
EILEEN PEDDE as Angie
Nighttime. The scene opens at a window as the shade is being drawn.
Harrow Convalescent Home,
Boca Raton, Florida
A woman arrives in a minivan and enters the home. She stops near
thebed of an old woman.
WOMAN: Auntie Janet? (the older woman awakens) It's time,
Auntie Janet. He's waiting.
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The two women go outside toward the minivan. They enter it.
A man is inside.
DOCTOR: We should hurry. We have papers to sign. (old woman
nods. The doctor checks what looks like a "suicide machine". )
Just tell me when.
AUNTIE JANET: Don't you cry for me, dear. I'm tired of the pain.
(She pushes a plunger to activate the machine.) You're my angel
of mercy. (she appears to fall into a restful sleep.
WOMAN: Is she gone?
DOCTOR: (checking her heartbeat) Something's wrong here. (oily
worms crawl out from under the old woman's skin. The young woman
screams).
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Tagline reads " E PUR SI MUOVE"
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Scene: A hand dipping a tea bag in a cozy, if modest apartment.
(knocking is heard)
VASSILY PESKOW: [who is it]?
MESSENGER: [answers in Russian] (Peskow answers door)
Vassily Peskow? [I have an urgent communique, from Comrade
Arntzen in Krasnoyarsk.]
PESCOW: [Please, I am retired from all of that now.]
MESSENGER: [Comrade Arntzen anticipated this response.]
PESCOW: [What does he want from me?]
MESSENGER: [He wants you to know that the Cold War isn't over.
(he draws an envelope out of his jacket and hands it to Peskow,
before walking away. Peskow turns it over in his hands. He closes
the door.)]
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Scene: Interior of the gulag. Mulder is sleeping, huddled into a ball.
PRISONER: Prisoner? Hey Prisoner. (Mulder slowly awakens).
I thought maybe you were dead.
MULDER: How long have I been lying here?
PRISONER: Hours...I don't know. The first time is bad.
MULDER: They've done this to you?
PRISONER: Yes. It becomes easier each time....until it kills you.
MULDER: What did they do to me.
PRISONER: You have been exposed to the Black Cancer.
MULDER: Black Cancer?
PRISONER: The cancer that lives in the rock.
MULDER: (advancing toward a hole in the wall where the other
prisoner's eyes are visible) Who are you?
PRISONER: I was a geologist....quite well known actually...
but now I am just a test subject.
MULDER: You helped them find the rock?
PRISONER: I was there when they brought up the first fragments.
This was before the mining....before we knew what lived in
Tunguska Rock...
MULDER: How many men have died here?
PRISONER: Hundreds...maybe more...The search for a cure
goes slowly.
MULDER: Is that what they say the tests are for...to find a cure?
PRISONER: (shaking his head) No...they tell us nothing...We are
left to guess and imagine the reasons for our torture....But, what
else could it be?
MULDER: What happened to the man who was in the cell with me,
Krycek?
PRISONER: He is most likely dining with the men responsible for
our torture... I heard laughter when they left your cell.
MULDER: I'm not going to die...
PRISONER: Why not?
MULDER: I have to live long enough to kill that man, Krycek.
(The prisoner passes something through the hole. Mulder examines
it...it looks like a crude knife.) Where did you get this?
PRISONER: I made it...to kill myself....It took me two weeks- by
then I had lost the desire.
MULDER: You'd rather suffer the torture?
PRISONER: (sighs) It is wonderful- the persistence of life. That
rock we found buried so deep in the Earth- that ANYTHING could
survive down there goes beyond all reason...No. They will have
to kill me themselves.
==============================
NASA Goddard Space Flight
Center Greenbelt, Maryland
SCULLY: We haven't been able to give him anything but fluids for
over forty-eight hours.
PENDRELL: Well, it doesn't help that he's in a restricted environment.
SCULLY: Well, if he has been infected by some kind of organism we
risk contamination...Are you seeing anything?
PENDRELL: The blood in the carotid artery looks slightly
thickened...Possibly due to the decreased heart rate and blood
pressure....Now what's this? What the hell is this?
SCULLY: What is it?
PENDRELL: I don't know...It looks like it's concentrated around his
pineal body...I think it's alive.
SCULLY: It looks like a nest....some type of black vermiform
organism attached to the pineal gland.
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Richmond, Virginia
Peskow is sitting at a bus stop, peeling an apple. He offers some to
the woman sitting next to him.
PESCOW: Apple?
WOMAN 2: No. Thank you very much though.
Peskow boards the bus. The destination sign changes from Richmond
to Charlottesville.
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Scene: Nighttime in a barn. Horses can be heard. A figure is
approaching through the open barn door. It is Dr. Charne-Sayer.
She gasps as she notices an intruder.
PESCOW: Oh, pardon me.
DR. CHARNE-SAYER: Who are you?
PESCOW: As a boy, my father had a farm....not horses like these.
(He approaches her) My name is Vassily Peskow.
DR. CHARNE-SAYER: Mr. Peskow...I'm sorry, but you don't belong
in here.
PESCOW: I am sorry, very sorry.
DR. CHARNE-SAYER: You are going to have to leave here. I'm going
to call you a cab.
PESCOW: But I have come here to see you, Dr. Charne-Sayre.
DR. CHARNE-SAYRE: (Spins around) Do I know you?
PESCOW: No...I don't know how you could. (In a sudden vicious
motion, he grabs her throat. She gasps and kicks)
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Scene: Outside Scully's apartment.
SKINNER: Agent Scully?
SCULLY: Sir...what are you...
SKINNER: I've been trying to contact you for hours...The better part
of the day.
SCULLY: I'm sorry sir, my cell phone was turned off.
SKINNER: You owe me some answers, Agent Scully. Answers I
don't have to the questions I'm being asked about this missing
diplomatic pouch. The pouch presumably being carried by the man
who was allegedly pushed off my balcony, and whose connection
to a known felon I harbored in my house against all good sense,
I'm going to have to explain to avoid perjuring myself before a Senate
sub-committee tomorrow. Which, I might remind you, is a very
serious crime in itself. Is it not, Agent Scully?
SCULLY: Yes, sir. Sir, if I might explain...the contents of that
pouch...it contained some sort of a biohazardous organism that is,
luckily, being contained in a contamination laboratory at NASA
Goddard, where I've been all day trying to determine its exact nature.
SKINNER: That pouch you intercepted. Do you know what its intended
destination was?
SCULLY: No sir, I don't.
SKINNER: Well, I do, Agent Scully, because I bent some rules this
morning when I couldn't find you. To find out who was to receive it.
SCULLY: Who was it?
SKINNER: Dr. Bonita Charne-Sayre. Are you familiar with that name?
SCULLY: Yes sir, I am...She's a well-know physician....and a...a
virologist who's looked in on presidents. She's also an authority
on...on variola viruses.
SKINNER: Variola?
SCULLY: Smallpox....She's been a vocal proponent of eliminating
the last remaining stores of the Smallpox virus....destroying the
only remaining vials in facilities here in Atlanta and the former
Soviet Union.
SKINNER: Well, she was killed tonight.
SCULLY: Killed?
SKINNER: A horse stepped on her throat in a riding accident in
Virginia.
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Scene: Mulder's cell in the gulag. Voices are faintly heard in the
background. Mulder's cell door clanks open.
GUARD: [Gives Mulder an order in Russian]
MULDER: Where are we going?
GUARD: (Doesn't answer. He kicks Mulder in the chest and pulls
him to his feet, all the while shouting in Russian.)
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Scene: Gulag, exterior. The prisoners are being marched along in
rows. There are dozens or weary men, all in matching grey uniforms.
The green truck that brought Mulder and Krycek to the gulag (see
Tunguska) drives into the yard. Mulder catches sight of Alex Krycek,
looking clean and warm, walking up a ramp in the far end of the yard.
Alex greets the man who appears to be in charge.
PRISONER: Prisoner.....Is that your friend? (Alex and the man hug.
Alex holds a lighter for the man's cigarette.) You have but one
chance.
GUARD: (approaches the men)[(speaking Russian) Move it!]
Mulder draws knife from his pocket and breaks out of the line.
He runs towards Alex and knocks him into the bed of the truck.
He punches Krycek in the face, knocking our beloved hero unconscious.
Mulder holds the guards at bay with the knife and manages to get
into the cab of the truck and drive out of the yard. The prisoners
cheer as Mulder drives away with Alex still lying in the truckbed.
The "in charge" man sends guards after them on horseback.
The guards shoot at them, but Mulder only drives faster. Alex
slowly wakes up. He angrily pounds the glass behind Mulder's head.
Sensing that he is in danger, he rolls off the truck, landing hard on
his right arm. Mulder realizes too late that the brakes of the truck
have given out. He is forced to crash the truck into a ditch.
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Scene: Well-Manicured Man's farm. Night. A dark car pulls up in
front of the house. The Cigarette Smoking Man steps out and
climbs the steps to the porch where Well-Manicured Man is sitting,
smoking a cigarette.
CSM: That's a nasty habit...bad for the health.
WELL-MANICURED MAN: (snuffs out cigarette with his shoe)
Health is the least of my concerns at the moment.
CSM: Yes. (lights cigarette) According to reports your....personal
physician suffered a serious riding accident here on your property.
W-MM: Dr. Charne-Sayre was murdered.
CSM: By whom?
W-MM: If I knew, do you think I'd be standing here talking to you?
CSM: (smiling) Oh....you need me now...A man of my capabilities...
is that it?
W-MM: This was a professional hit.
CSM: And you out here all alone...so vulnerable...Were you sleeping
with her? Surely you wouldn't be so foolish as to put the project at
risk for the sake of your personal pleasures.
W-MM: Find her killer!
CSM: Call off this Congressional investigation.
W-MM: I can't. But, Senator Sorenson is an honorable man.
They are all honorable..these Honorable men *(TRANSCRIBER'S
ASIDE: okay, they gave everybody three chances to catch their
clever literary allusion to Shakespeare's Julius Caesar....let's not
disappoint them)*. (W-MM starts to walk away)
CSM: I heard Mulder was captured in Tunguska. (W-MM stops and
turns around) I hear now he's escaped. Wake the Russian Bear
and it may find we've stolen its honey.
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Scene: Tunguska. The horse guards approach the wrecked truck.
There is blood on the windshield, but no Mulder.
GUARD 2: [he's gone]
IN CHARGE GUY: [ Back on your horses. We must find him.]
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Scene: The woods. Krycek is running, still holding his injured right
arm. He falls to the ground in pain. A sound startles him. From the
woods, a group of young men emerge. Curiously, they are all
missing their left arms. They surround Alex.
KRYCEK: (catches his breath before addressing them in Russian)
[What do you want from me?]
FIRST MAN: [Why do you run?]
KRYCEK: [I have escaped from the prison camp.]
FIRST MAN: (examining Alex closely)[You are a liar.]
KRYCEK: No...(he realizes that he has reverted to English and
nervously excuses himself) I'm sorry..Nyet- [I am American....
and I've been falsely accused of spying.]
FIRST MAN: Then your enemy is mine. We can protect you.
=================================
Scene: Night. The guards are still searching for Mulder and Krycek.
They pass through a small clearing. As they pass, Mulder wearily
peeks out from a pile of dead leaves.
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Scene: Interior. Senate Subcommittee on Intelligence and Terrorism
Washington, D.C.
SCULLY: I, Dana Katherine Scully, swear to tell the truth, the whole
truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me so help me God. (a
gavel falls and she takes a seat.) I would like to read from a prepared
statement.
MR. ROMINE: You may do so.
SCULLY: I left behind a career in medicine to become an FBI agent
four years ago because I believed in this country. ( a messenger
hands a note to Mr. Romine) because I wanted to uphold its laws,
to punish the guilty and to protect the innocent.( Mr. Romine hands
a reply to the messenger, who takes it to Senator Sorenson.)
I still believe in this country, but I believe that there are powerful men
in this government who do not . (Senator Sorenson reads the note.)
...men who have no respect for the law, and who flout it with impunity.
MR. ROMINE: Uh...Miss Scully...
SCULLY: (continuing) I have come to the conclusion....
MR. ROMINE: (growing impatient) Agent Scully.
SCULLY: ...that it is no longer possible...
MR. ROMINE: This is not a soapbox, Miss Scully. Your statement
will be entered into the record.
SCULLY: With all due respect, Mr. Chairman, I would like to finish.
MR. ROMINE: This is NOT why we are here today.
SCULLY: Then why are we here, sir?
SENATOR SORENSON: Agent Scully, do you or do you not know
the whereabouts of Agent Mulder? (Scully looks at him) Are you,
or are you not aware of Agent Mulder's present location?
SCULLY: I respectfully refuse to answer that question, sir, because...
MR. ROMINE: Agent Scully, you cannot refuse to answer that question.
SCULLY: Because I believe that answering that question could
endanger Agent Mulder's life.
MR. ROMINE: You don't seem to understand. Your response is not
optional. You are an agent of the FBI.
SCULLY: Then if I may please finish my statement...(starting before
they have a chance to stop her)...that it is no longer possible for me
to carry out my duties as an FBI agent.
SENATOR SORENSON: Are you tendering your resignation, Agent
Scully. Is that what you're trying to say?
SCULLY: No, sir. What I am saying, is that there is a culture of
lawlessness that has prevented me from doing my job- that the real
target of this committee's investigation should be the men who are
beyond prosecution and punishment....the men whose secret
policies are behind the crimes that you are investigating.
SENATOR SORENSON: You have a legal obligation to answer the
questions posed to you. Now....either you tell us what you know
about Agent Mulder's whereabouts, or you'll be held in contempt
of Congress.
=================================
(Buzzer Sounds)
Scene: Scully is being led down a white hallway by a U.S. Marshall.
She is led to a cell and locked inside.
=================================
Scene: Woods, daylight. The truck driver enters the clearing.
He roots around in the leaves and angrily pulls Agent Mulder out.
TRUCK DRIVER: [ You idiot! You ruined my truck!]
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Scene: Truck Driver's home. His wife is sitting at a table reading
something. The truck driver throws Mulder to the floor. The wife
gasps and spins around.
DRIVER: [This sonofabitch ruined my truck!]
WIFE: [Be careful with him. He's hurt.]
DRIVER:[We can't keep him here. They're looking for him.]
WIFE: (fetching hot water)[ You shouldn't bring him here if you don't
want me to take care of him.]
DRIVER: [He's not staying.] (walks outside, angrily slamming the
door.)
WIFE: Kak va za voot? ("what is your name"?) Kak va za voot?!?
MULDER: No Russian.
WIFE: American?
MULDER: Tell your husband I'm sorry about his truck.
WIFE: (examines Mulder's arm. She sees that he has been given the
test.) The test!?!
MULDER: Yeah.
WIFE:(sighs and shakes her head) They kill everybody for the test.
MULDER: Why don't they kill you?
WIFE: My husband makes deliveries. They spare our lives.
But now...no truck... he is afraid.
MULDER: Well, I have to go now.
WIFE: No.
MULDER: They'll come looking for me. They'll come looking for you.
WIFE: No. There are other ways.
MULDER: I don't know what you're talking about. What other ways?
WIFE: Grisha! ( a young boy enters. He too has no left arm) No arm.
No test.
MULDER: You don't understand...these tests. The smallpox scar on
your arm is some kind of identification. You have to help me escape.
I'll help you escape. You have to help me get to St. Petersburg.
(there is a sound at the door. Mulder spins around. The driver is
standing in the doorway with a large knife.)
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Yes, we're here....every ratboy fan's least favorite scene. *Sigh*
you're still man enough for me Alex.
Scene: Night. Alex Krycek is asleep, huddled in a blanket by a
roaring campfire. All too late, he snaps awake. The men surround
him and pin him down. Man one comes at him with a red hot knife.
He begins to saw on Alex's left arm while our beloved hero writhes
and screams in agony.
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Scene: Scully's cell. She is reading a document labeled simply :
"Variola Virus" She turns as the cell door opens. Skinner enters.
SKINNER: You holding up?
SCULLY: I've got plenty to read.
SKINNER: I can understand you protecting Agent Mulder but...
SCULLY: It's not just Agent Mulder that I am protecting, sir.
SKINNER: Then what are you doing?
SCULLY: We were called before this committee to answer questions
about a murder - about an intercepted diplomatic pouch - a pouch
that was to be delivered to a prominent doctor - a woman who is
now dead, as is the man who was delivering said pouch - the
contents of which have infected an exobiologist with a paralyzing
toxin. Yet, what are we stuck on here? The whereabouts of Agent
Mulder.
SKINNER: You mean it's the wrong question.
SCULLY: Several of the men on this committee are lawyers. It is my
experience that lawyers ask the wrong question only when they don't
want the right answer.
SKINNER: Unless Agent Mulder has already found the answers they're
looking for.
SCULLY: Or someone wants to make sure that he doesn't find out.
SKINNER: These are congressmen we're talking about, Agent Scully.
SCULLY: I know that, sir. And it is my natural inclination to believe
that they are acting in the best interest of the truth...but I am not
inclined to follow my own judgement in this case.
SKINNER: You're going to follow Agent Mulder's? Is that it?
=======================================
Scene: Containment lab at NASA Goddard. Peskow enters the safe
room. Dr. Sacks is lying on the table. Peskow takes out a syringe.
He squishes out some of its contents before plunging it through the
suit into the Doctor's neck. The oily worms crawl out of the doctor's
nose and eyes. Peskow takes the rock and leaves.
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Scene: Daylight. At WM-M's farm.
CSM: His name is Vassily Peskow. He was a KGB line-X stringer
working out of Moscow center.
W-MM: But how could this be? How could the Russians know we
were working on our own inoculation? Six of us knew!
CSM: Dr. Charne-Sayre?
W-MM: (defensively) She was trusted...absolutely!
CSM: (calmly taking a drag off his cigarette) Then I don't know.
W-MM: Find this man! Find him!
CSM: If my intelligence sources are right...I think there's someone
who might save us the trouble.
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Scene: Interior. Senate Sub-Committee.
(gavel pounds)
SENATOR SORENSON: Mr. Chairman, may I? (Mr. Romine motions
for him to proceed) Agent Scully...you've had a good long time to
think about the question that was asked in our last session. I want
to give you the opportunity to answer that question here, today.
So I can help our good chairman here to get on with this proceeding.
SCULLY: I can't answer that question, sir.
SENATOR SORENSON: I'm going to ask you again. Where is
Special Agent Mulder? Why is he not here?
SCULLY: I'd be happy to answer you questions about the man
carrying the diplomatic pouch...
SENATOR SORENSON: Agent Scully.
SCULLY: ...about his murder, and my opinion about its connection
to the death of Dr. Bonita Charne-Sayre of the World Health
Organization...
SENATOR SORENSON: Miss Scully....you'll get your chance with
all of that...
SCULLY: ... or about the biotoxin being transported within that pouch.
SENATOR SORENSON: (angrily) Answer the question, Miss Scully.
MULDER: What is the question? (they all gasp and turn to see
Mulder - with BOTH arms.)
MR. ROMINE: (pounds gavel) All right. Let's come to order.
Agent Scully...do continue.
SCULLY: Yes, sir. If I may I'd like to finish making my point.
MR. ROMINE: What is your point, Miss Scully?
SCULLY: That the death of Doctor Charne-Sayre, given her field of
expertise, not only suggests that she knew something about the toxin,
but also its origins, and that knowledge may be directly linked to the
man in Assistant Director Skinner's apartment building ( as she is
talking, A.D. Skinner walks in. He does a double take when he sees
Agent Mulder. He whispers something to Agent Scully.)
SENATOR SORENSON: Miss Scully?
SCULLY: Yes, sir...uh...Assistant Director Skinner has just informed
me that there has been an accident directly related...
SENATOR SORENSON: An accident...?
SCULLY: A doctor, infected with the toxin, has died under suspicious
circumstances involving a theft of evidence...of the contents of the
diplomatic pouch...
MR. ROMINE: Well, we've gotten off to a real fine start here. I'm
going to recess now until this new matter can be explained. So that
we might then begin to move in a forward direction.(He pounds the
gavel)
SCULLY: (pushes away from the desk and moves toward her partner)
Mulder...(she hugs him).
MULDER: It's good to put my arms around you...both of them.
SCULLY: When did you get back here?
MULDER: It's been a long, strange trip.
SKINNER: Some other time. I think there's been enough strangeness
here to sort through.
SCULLY: Mulder, I've made several connections about this toxin -
about what it might be...
MULDER: So have I.
SCULLY: Sir? I need your permission to book two airfares to Boca
Raton, Florida. It shouldn't take more than twelve...fifteen
hours...but in the event that it does, I need you to stall the
committee tomorrow, for the purpose of...
SKINNER: If you explain it to me, Agent Scully, I'm going to have to
explain it to them. I suggest you do everything in your power to make
it back for tomorrow's session...or I can't help you.( he gives them
both meaningful glances before walking away.)
MULDER: Boca Raton?
SCULLY: Dr. Bonita Charne-Sayre is a board member and a chief
physician for a chain of elder-care convalescent hospitals across
the country....guess what one of her patients died of in Boca Raton?
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Harrow Convalescent Home
Boca Raton, Florida
8:15 PM
Scene; Inside the elder care center. A nurse is giving the patients
their nightly medicine. Vassily Peskow walks in casually, smiling
at the nurse. He removes a bottle of pills from his pocket. He goes
to the medicine cabinet and switches his pills for ones in an identical
bottle.
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Scene: At the convalescent home, 9:32 PM.
NURSE: (answering door) Yes. What is it?
SCULLY: (brandishing creds) Agents Mulder and Scully. We need
your permission to come onto the premises and speak with you
or any of your patients.
NURSE: What about?
MULDER: May we come in?
NURSE: Well, yes.
(They all walk into the ward)
SCULLY: When was the last time these patients were checked.
NURSE: An hour ago, at bed check.
SCULLY: (checking a patient's pulse) This man is dead.
NURSE: What?
(Mulder examines other beds. The patients are dead. Oily worms rest
near their orifices. One woman is clutching an empty paper cup.)
MULDER: Scully.(Scully walks over) These people are test subjects.
They've all been poisoned.
SCULLY: Who gave these patients their meds tonight?
NURSE: (forlornly) I did.
SCULLY: Okay, I need you to call 911. Tell them you have an
emergency quarantine of a biohazardous material. I need you to
show us all of the entrances of the hospital. We've got to seal
this building immediately.
(As the door closes, the camera moves in on the last bed.
We see Vassily Peskow rise and sneak out).
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Federal Correctional Facility, New York City
SCULLY: I do not understand what it is you hope to learn here.
MULDER: Everything that's happened....every death we've seen
can be traced back to one man.
SCULLY: But according to you that man is in Russia...possibly
even dead.
MULDER: Well, he isn't working alone.(They are led into a cell block).
Terry Edward Mayhew. Can we talk with you...have a little off the
record chat?
MAYHEW: About?
MULDER: Alex Krycek.
MAYHEW: Who?
MULDER: The man who set you up....you and the members of your
militia.
MAYHEW: Name wasn't Krycek. It was Arntzen, or something like
that.
MULDER: You came into contact with him in North Dakota salvaging
materials from a missile silo.
MAYHEW: I ain't never been in no missile silo. I don't know nothing
about that.
SCULLY: This man Krycek, or "Arntzen" as you call him...How did
he come into contact with you?...off the record.
MAYHEW: He came to us...with some building materials and big
ideas.
MULDER: What was he looking to build?
MAYHEW: Two...."devices".
MULDER: Did he ever mention Black Cancer.
MAYHEW: Oh yeah!
SCULLY: What did he say?
MAYHEW: Developed by the Soviets. Saddam used it in the Gulf.
SCULLY: You mean...used as bio-warfare?
MAYHEW: Why do you think they made them servicemen take all
them pills? U.S. Government knew about the Black Cancer. They lied.
Didn't have no cure...no inoculation.....I think we'll quit right there.
I got nothing more to say.
SCULLY: Let's go, Mulder.
MULDER: Wait a second. You said there were...uh..two devices.
What happened to the other bomb?
MAYHEW: I ate it.
(Mulder loses his patience and throttles Mayhew).
SCULLY: Mulder!
MULDER: You want to know about anarchy? You don't tell me where
that other bomb is and I'll make sure you spend your prison time on
your bigoted hands and knees putting a big smile on some convict's
face.
MAYHEW: (gasping) Sonofabitch stole it- truck and all. Some
storage garage.
MULDER: Where?
MAYHEW: Terma...North Dakota.
MULDER: Thank you. (releases him and heads out of cell) Scully,
get on the phone and get the license numbers for any two-ton trucks
stolen in North Dakota in the last six months. Then call Canadian
border authorities and have them stop any truck fitting that
description. Tell them they're looking for a bomb.
SCULLY: What are you doing, Mulder?
MULDER: This has been a big setup from the beginning- almost
perfectly executed. Someone used Krycek, then Krycek used us
...someone who didn't want that rock in American hands.
SCULLY: But what's in Canada?
MULDER: Where would you put this rock if you didn't want it to be
found?
SCULLY: Back in the ground.
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Border Crossing, Alberta Canada
Scene: Vassily Peskow's truck is stopped by border authorities.
PESCOW: Fertilizer for my hothouse tomatoes. Beautiful tomatoes,
all year, eh? (the border guard returns his license) Thanks.
(pulls down back door of truck).
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Scene: Daytime. Helicopter flying over what appears to be an
abandoned oil refinery. The copter lands and Mulder gets out.
MULDER: Go back to the refinery. See if you can find anybody who
knows anything about that truck. (Scully nods)
(The chopper takes off. Mulder approaches the truck. He tries to
open the door. Peers in the window, etc. He spies a pipe sticking
out of the ground.)
CUT TO: Scully getting out of chopper at refinery. She goes to the
gate and climbs fence. The chopper takes off behind her. Peskow
sees her and goes to hide. The sound of the closing door alerts Scully.
CUT TO: Mulder taking grate off pipe. He peers into the pipe. Sees
a box, but can't reach it. Suddenly, the oil well next to him comes
on, coating the ground and Mulder with oil. He is still trying to reach
the box.
CUT TO: Scully at refinery. She goes to door marked "Valve Room".
She cannot open the door.
CUT TO: Mulder reaching for the box. He hears a beeping sound.
The bomb is about to detonate. He runs away. He is barely out
of harm's way as the bomb explodes.
CUT TO: Scully reacting to the explosion.
PESCOW: (sneaks up behind Scully. He throws his arm in a
choke-hold about her neck. He draws her gun and points it at her
head.) I would just as soon kill you, but please, don't make me.
My work is done. Sur Posidive. [at last].( he releases her and
backs away, still holding the gun at her.)
SCULLY: (glances at the oil blaze (caused by the explosion) and
hurries off to find Mulder. She finds him lying on the ground near the
fire.) Mulder! (she helps him to his feet and leads him away).
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Scene: Interior. Senate Sub-Committee Chambers.
(gavel pounds)
MR. ROMINE: I'd like to get started here. Miss Scully?
SCULLY: Yes...I'm ready here, sir.
MR. ROMINE: You have evidence to present. At least, that's what
I've been told.
SCULLY: Yes, Senator...evidence linking a number of deaths...
a great number...to a biotoxin that was transported to US soil
by a courier who was also killed.
SENATOR SORENSON: Is this the same man who was pushed
from the Assistant Director's apartment?
SCULLY: Yes. He has not been ID'ed.
SENATOR SORENSON: Do we have the name of the individual who
pushed him?
SCULLY: Yes, sir. Alex Krycek...who is missing and, possibly,
deceased.
SENATOR SORENSON: And are you then in possession of the
pouch or its contents?
SCULLY: No, sir.
(the senators whisper among themselves)
SENATOR SORENSON: What evidence are you then presenting
us with today?
SCULLY: Documents and interviews in support of a wide-ranging
conspiracy to control a lethal bio-toxin that is, in fact,
extra-terrestrial ( as she speaks, Mulder comes to stand beside
her, under the auspice of handing her a file) in origin.
SENATOR SORENSON: (chuckling) Well...uh....what are we
talking about...? Little green men, here?
SCULLY: No, sir. Not at all.
MULDER: (interrupting) Why is this so hard to believe? When the
accepted discovery of life off this planet is on the front page of
every newspaper around the world? When the most conservative
scientists and science journals are calling for the exploration of
Mars and Jupiter? With every reason to believe that life and the
persistence of it is thriving outside our own terrestrial sphere?
If you cannot get past this, then I suggest this whole committee
be held in contempt, for ignoring evidence that cannot be refuted.
SENATOR SORENSON: This is NOT why we are here today.
MULDER: Then why are we here today?!?
MR. ROMINE: I will suggest that we recess here until such a time
that all the evidence can be properly evaluated. (bangs gavel)
(CSM stands up in the rear and slinks out).
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St. Petersburg, Russia.
Scene: Night. Interior of Peskow's apartment. Peskow enters the
apartment and stops suddenly as he notices a guest.
PESCOW: [ Please, if you are here to ask another favor, I am
retired...Comrade Krycek.]
KRYCEK: I am only here, Comrade, to congratulate you on a fine job.
PESCOW: Harasho ("thank you")
(The camera trails down to the tea bag Alex is dipping with a pale,
shiny, hideous fake arm.....)
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Scene disolves to Senator Sorenson's office, where he's reading over
a folder, presumably the report re: Tunguska. He holds it open and
hands it over his desk to .... Cancer Man! CM, with a lit cigarette
in his mouth, glances over the report, takes his cigarette out of his
mouthas the ash falls onto the pages, then places the folder in what
looks like a box full of other soon-to-be "forgotten" files.
(TD NOTE: I think it's a simple garbage can, hard to tell.)
THE END