Well Manicured Man seems to get along rather well with most everyone around him and is even polite and respectful to Mulder and Scully during their encounters.
The only person whom he seems to openly dislike is Cigarette Smoking Man,
whose methods and attitudes he is often vociferously contemptuous of.
He seems to regard CSM as little more than a brute killer,
and in regards to one situation, he angrily tells CSM,
"This will take more than just a good aim!"
As Usual, The Lies are in RED
46th STREET;
NEW YORK CITY
In a tall skyscraper, a dark meeting takes place.
1ST ELDER:
Where were the safeguards against this?
These files were never meant to be seen.
2ND ELDER:
Forty years of work... the damage could be incalculable.
3RD ELDER:
The damage is done.
The Cigarette-Smoking Man steps out from behind
the leader of this small organization, the Well-Manicured Man.
He is smoking as usual.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Gentlemen...
We Have Control.
The Files have been recovered
and the men involved in their theft
have been removed without incident.
There is a small matter of concern with the F.B.I.
but we'll handle that internally as usual.
The media attention will amount to nothing more than a few, uh, scattered obituaries.
1ST ELDER:
The Mulder Problem...
The Cigarette-Smoking Man pauses,
thinking, then looks at him.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Special Agent Mulder is Dead.
His Body will not be recovered.
He will officially be listed as Missing
until the matter can be resolved quietly.
1ST ELDER:
And we've recovered the copy
of the stolen computer files?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Yes.
1ST ELDER:
Then all the pertinent parties
should be informed that we can
continue with Our Work.
The Well-Manicured Man sits in silence, thinking.
GARDEN OF REFLECTION;
PARKWAY CEMETERY;
BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS
A congregation of mourners stands
around William Mulder's coffin,
which is about to be put in The Ground.
The Priest and Mrs. Mulder are standing next to The Coffin,
while everyone else is at a further distance.
PRIEST:
So we are here to mourn the passing of William Mulder,
to join in our grief for our loss
but to share also the memories of A Man
whose life was rich and full and who made His Family's
and His Friends' lives richer and fuller as well.
Sadly, I've been informed today
by The Mother of William's Children
that His Son, Fox, could not be here
to join us in this time of sorrow.
Mrs. Mulder puts A Flower on The Coffin
and walks away from it.
Scully walks over to her.
SCULLY:
Mrs. Mulder?
MRS. MULDER:
Yes?
SCULLY:
I'm Dana Scully,
I Work with Your Son.
They shake hands and start walking.
Um... I know what you may have heard from the F.B.I.
but I have a very strong feeling that Your Son is going to be found.
They stop and Mrs. Mulder looks at her in shock.
MRS. MULDER:
Oh, my goodness gracious.
SCULLY:
I think he's Still Alive.
MRS. MULDER:
How Do You Know?
SCULLY:
I just have a very strong feeling.
The Well-Manicured Man steps out from behind a large tombstone.
I promise I'll let you know as soon as I do.
MRS. MULDER:
Thank you. Thank you very much.
They shake hands and Mrs. Mulder gets in her limousine.
Scully walks towards the cemetery
and sees the Well-Manicured Man standing there, staring at her.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Hello. I see you're A Friend of The Family. So am I.
Do you think we might find a moment to Speak?
SCULLY:
About?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
A very serious matter.
Please... can we find someplace away from the others?
They start to walk away.
I couldn't help overhearing your conversation.
You think The Son is Still Alive?
SCULLY:
Who are you?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
I'm a member of a kind of consortium.
We represent certain global interests.
SCULLY:
What kind of interests?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Interests that would be extremely threatened
by the digital tape
that you are no longer in possession of.
They stop.
SCULLY:
Threatened enough to murder?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Oh, my, yes.
SCULLY:
What do you know about Mulder?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
That he is dead. Cui bono.
SCULLY:
You're lying.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
I'm not here to Tell You Lies.
SCULLY:
What are you here for?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
To tell you Your Life is in danger too.
She stares at him, then starts off.
SCULLY:
Leave me alone.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
They'll kill you one of Two Ways.
She turns back and looks at him.
He walks back up to her.
They'll send someone, possibly Two Men.
They'll kill you in Your Home or in The Garage
with an unregistered weapon
which will be left at The Scene.
Using false documents supplied by associates of mine,
they'll be out of The Country in less than two hours.
SCULLY:
You said there were two ways.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Yes. He or she will be someone close to you.
Someone You Trust.
They'll arrange a meeting
or come to Your House unexpectedly.
Do you have someplace else you might stay?
SCULLY:
Why, why kill me?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
You want something They don't. Justice.
And because They are now quite certain
you don't have the computer copy
of the files they're looking for.
SCULLY:
Why are you protecting me?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
I feel My Colleagues are acting...
impulsively and Your Death will draw
unnecessary attention to Our Group.
SCULLY:
You're not protecting me,
you're protecting yourself.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Why should that surprise you?
Motives are rarely unselfish.
SCULLY:
What kind of Business are you in?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
We predict The Future.
And The Best Way to predict The Future
is to invent it.
Scully stares at him, a look of both
disdain and respect on her face.
Good Day, Young Lady.
He walks away.
SCENE 4
THE LONE GUNMEN'S OFFICE; WASHINGTON, D.C.
Langly, Scully, Byers and Mulder are all looking at The Consotorium photograph under a magnifying glass.
From left to right, the men lined up are
The Cigarette-Smoking Man, William Mulder,
Victor Klemper, The 1st Elder,
Deep Throat, The 3rd Elder,
The 2nd Elder and The Well-Manicured Man.
MULDER:
That's My Father on The Left there.
BYERS:
This was taken when?
MULDER:
About 1973.
BYERS:
Amazing. Langly, take a look.
Byers walks around Mulder as Langly walks over to the magnifying glass.
SCULLY:
Do you recognize any of these men?
BYERS:
Are you familiar with a post-World War II project
known as Operation Paper Clip?
MULDER:
Our Deal with The Devil.
The U.S. government provided safe haven
for certain Nazi war criminals
in exchange for their scientific knowledge.
Langly points out Klemper.
LANGLY:
I Know Who This Man Is.
Victor Klemper.
Mulder looks through the magnifying glass.
BYERS:
The Man standing next to Your Father
is one of those criminals, though
not the most famous of the bunch.
Wernher von Braun,
Designer of the V-2 rockets that leveled London,
may be The Most Notorious,
but Victor Klemper certainly takes The Prize for
The Most... Evil Nazi
to Escape The Nuremburg Trials.
SCULLY:
What did he do?
LANGLY:
He experimented on the Jews...
drowned them, suffocated them,
put them in pressure chambers.
All in The Name of Science.
BYERS:
Together with Von Braun,
Klemper helped Us win The Space Race.
Using his scientific data on the effects of high-altitude flying,
we were able to put astronauts on The Moon
before the Soviets.
LANGLY:
One Giant Step for Mankind.
SCULLY:
What would he be doing in a photo
with Your Father?
MULDER:
I don't know.
Do you recognize anybody else
in The Photograph?
Langly shakes his head.
BYERS:
No. Operation Paper Clip
was supposed to have been scrapped
in the 1950s but if this is 1973...
SCULLY:
Whatever Happened to Klemper?
LANGLY:
He's still here, living very well
at the expense of the American taxpayer.
The door opens and they turn to see Frohike, who stands in the doorway and looks at Mulder.
FROHIKE:
Unbelieveable!
We thought you were History.
They hug.
MULDER:
You're going to have to wait a little longer
for my video collection, Frohike.
LANGLY:
Where were you?
We were looking all over.
FROHIKE:
Down at D.C. General,
I was scanning The Police Frequency
when I heard the report of A Shooting.
He takes off his hat and looks at Scully.
Agent Scully...
SCULLY:
What, what is it?
FROHIKE:
Your Sister's in critical condition.
She looks at Mulder then walks out.
MULDER:
Scully...
He follows her down the stairs.
Scully, wait. Scully!
Scully, wait! Scully!
He grabs her shoulder and turns her around.
SCULLY:
I have to go there, Mulder.
MULDER:
You can't go.
SCULLY:
That bullet was meant for me.
MULDER:
If They're trying to kill you,
that's the first place They're going to look.
SCULLY:
Those bastards...
MULDER:
We're going to call someone I think can help.
It's the only thing you can do for her right now
is try to crucify them.
SCENE 5
46TH STREET, NEW YORK CITY; 7:09 AM
Cars honk outside.
Inside, there is another meeting.
The five main members are seated except for the 2nd Elder.
1ST ELDER:
This is a serious mistake.
An Innocent Woman has been shot.
2ND ELDER:
Can this be traced?
3RD ELDER:
This is Your Man.
He looks at the Cigarette-Smoking Man,
who is smoking.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
There was a mistake.
It will be rectified.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
By whom? By whom will this be rectified?
Your ridiculously ineffectual assassins?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
These men are Professionals.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
This is not a profession for men who make mistakes.
My God, you presume to make us believe
you can simply fix it with enough bullets?
The Cigarette-Smoking Man stirs uncomfortably in his chair.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
No.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
This Woman... Scully...
I know she believes Her Partner is Still Alive.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Mulder's Dead.
I took care of it myself.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
And the computer tape containing the stolen files
you tell us was recovered... you can show it to us?
The 2nd Elder leans against the mantle, smoking a cigar.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
I wasn't aware that My Honesty
was in question or doubt.
1ST ELDER:
You have The Tape?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Of course I have it.
2ND ELDER:
I think I'd like to see it.
3RD ELDER:
So would I.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
I have vouchsafed it for reasons of security.
He puts out his cigarette and stands.
I'll have it here for you tomorrow...
by which time this whole matter will have been cleared up.
He walks out as the rest of the consotorium watches him go.
Victor Klemper is working on his flowers.
His greenhouse is full of beautiful and lavish flowers, all in bloom.
The door opens and Mulder and Scully walk in and over to him.
MULDER:
Victor Klemper?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
Yes?
MULDER:
My name is Fox Mulder, this is Dana Scully.
VICTOR KLEMPER:
Your name is Mulder?
MULDER:
Yes. I think you knew My Father.
VICTOR KLEMPER:
What's this about?
MULDER:
When you came to This Country,
you did some work for Our Government.
VICTOR KLEMPER:
I'm an old man now. History bores me.
SCULLY:
Because it escaped you or because you escaped it?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
Freud, Salk, Crick, Watson...
these will be the names they celebrate
at the end of the millenium.
Great Scientists.
And Klemper?
He will be remembered only as A Butcher.
SCULLY:
History may be the only Justice you'll ever know.
VICTOR KLEMPER:
Do you know My Work?
Do you know what we accomplished?
SCULLY:
As a Nazi or for the blood money we paid you?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
We were Young Men caught in a fervor
but our experiments changed The World.
SCULLY:
For a lot of innocent Jews.
VICTOR KLEMPER:
Progress demands Sacrifice, and I...
I have confronted My Demons.
And soon I will die too.
MULDER:
Like My Father.
They killed him and I believe you know why.
VICTOR KLEMPER:
I believe they would kill anyone
if it is in the best interest of The Work.
MULDER:
Well, what is this "Work" that My Father was involved in?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
I have no answer for you.
MULDER:
Well, you knew him!
Was he A Murderer too?
He hands Klemper the photograph.
VICTOR KLEMPER:
There are some things you don't have to know.
MULDER:
No, I need to know!
I need to know The Truth!
Isn't that what you want?
For The Truth to be known?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
Do you know the formula of Napier's constant?
SCULLY:
Yes, why?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
The photo was taken at
The Strughold Mining Company in West Virginia
and that is all I will tell you.
The rest you can find out yourself.
MULDER:
Let's go, Scully.
He starts off. She glares at him for a long time,
deep contempt in her eyes.
He smiles and she feels a little remorse.
The Agents walk out.
SCENE 6
46TH STREET, NEW YORK CITY
An aide picks up The Phone as it rings.
AIDE:
Hello?
(Klemper says something illegible.)
AIDE:
Yes, one moment.
(He hands the phone to the Well-Manicured Man.)
It's for you, sir.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Yes?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
It's Klemper.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Victor...
(Cut to Klemper, who is still in his greenhouse.)
VICTOR KLEMPER:
How are you, old friend?
It's been far too many years.
(Cut back to New York.)
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
What is it, Victor?
(Cut to the greenhouse.)
VICTOR KLEMPER:
Oh, I was just paid a visit
by The Son of one of our old colleagues.
(Cut to the Well-Manicured Man, who is shocked.)
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
What did you tell him, Victor?
VICTOR KLEMPER:
I told him that you were
The Most Venal Man I've Ever Met.
(Cut to Klemper.)
Beyond that, I told him nothing.
(Cut to the Well-Manicured Man, who hears a click. He turns off the phone, his face aghast.)
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Mulder is Alive.
(The room grows quiet.)
1ST ELDER:
Then I think it's time we call Our Friends
who will handle this matter more satisfactorily.
(He puts his cup of coffee down on the mantle and walks away.)
SOUTHEAST WASHINGTON, D.C.
Krycek and his band of cohorts drive down The Road
and pull up to the Greenwich Inn.
The Hispanic Man gets out of The Driver's seat
and walks into the store.
The second man is sitting in the back seat.
2ND MAN:
I could use a beer. Do you want anything?
KRYCEK:
No.
2ND MAN:
You sure?
KRYCEK:
Yeah.
The second man gets out and walks to the store,
looking back over his shoulder at the car briefly.
Krycek watches him and grows tense.
He looks AT THE CAR CLOCK AS IT BLINKS 12:00.
His face goes blank in realization and he runs out of the car as fast as he can.
The car literally shoots a fireball into the air as it explodes,
knocking Krycek off his feet from twenty yards.
He looks back briefly and keeps running as the car continues to burn.
Krycek's ex-cohorts watch him run,
knowing that they failed their mission.
Mulder and Scully run into the greenhouse, searching around.
Thunder rumbles outside.
MULDER:
Mister Klemper? Mister Klemper?
He looks down another aisle
and goes back to the one he came through.
The Well-Manicured Man walks towards them.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Hello again, Young Lady.
SCULLY:
Where's Victor Klemper?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Oh, poor Klemper.
They found him yesterday, here among his flowers.
Apparently, His Heart had given out.
MULDER:
You killed him, didn't you?
The Well-Manicured Man offers no response.
Mulder holds up the photograph.
You're one of the men in this photo.
You Knew My Father.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Yes. Since we were Young Men.
MULDER:
You were involved in This Project.
You know why the medical data was being collected.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Yes, I do, indeed.
In 1947, a spacecraft was reportedly recovered in New Mexico.
No doubt you know of this
and of the reported recovery of
A Body at the site.
These incidents not only coincided
with the end of World War II,
but an ignominious project
which brought Nazi scientists and war criminals
to this country to exploit their knowledge.
SCULLY:
Operation Paper Clip.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Yes, you know of it already.
And you must also know the work of
Doctor Joseph Mengele,
The Nazi Angel of Death.
SCULLY:
Mengele thought that he could produce
a super-race through Genetic Engineering.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
As did many of his colleagues at the
Institute of Hereditary Biology
and Racial Hygiene.
SCULLY:
Like Victor Klemper?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Poor Victor. He loved his orchids.
Did you know that he was able to create
some of the most beautiful hybrids?
MULDER:
Klemper was trying to create an Alien-Human Hybrid.
That's what I saw in The Boxcar --
He was using Human Test Subjects.
SCULLY:
Mulder, wait.
MULDER:
My Father was involved in this?
SCULLY:
The Technology wasn't there, Mulder.
DNA wasn't even identified until 1944.
This is all A Lie.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
When Your Father realised what the medical data
was being used for, he objected strenuously.
MULDER:
He collected those files?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
With the threat of nuclear holocaust in the 1950s,
The Government instructed Men Like Your Father
to gather genetic data on the general populous
for the purpose of post-apocalyptic identification.
MULDER:
The Vaccination Records.
They took tissue from everyone
who received a smallpox inoculation.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Hundreds of millions of Americans.
MULDER:
So that Victor Klemper had access to a DNA database
of nearly everyone who was born since 1950.
SCULLY:
Mulder, this man is telling you
everything that you want to hear
but it's a fabrication, it is pure science fiction.
There were no experiments with aliens.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Why would I lie to you?
SCULLY:
Like you said before, to protect yourself
and the continuation of the Nazi agenda... Human Tests.
MULDER:
Why was your file there, Scully?
She looks back at him in shock that Mulder is going against her on this issue.
SCULLY:
I don't know.
MULDER:
There were current records on file.
SCULLY:
Yes, but records of what, Mulder?
MULDER:
Of abductions! Of abductees.
She glares at him and storms off.
They took My Sister. Why?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
They took her as insurance
because Your Father threatened
to expose The Project.
MULDER:
Why her? Why not me?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
It's not for me to say but Your Life is in danger now too.
You also threaten to expose The Project.
You have become Your Father.
MULDER:
Why are you telling me this?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
It's what you want to know... isn't it?
He starts off.
MULDER:
Is there more?
The Well-Manicured Man looks back at him.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
More than you'll ever know.
He walks off.
SCENE 13
46th STREET; NEW YORK CITY
The phone rings and the aide picks it up.
AIDE:
Yes?
KRYCEK:
Can I talk to him?
AIDE:
Yes, he's just arrived.
One moment, please.
He extends the phone to the Cigarette-Smoking Man.
You have A Call, sir.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Thank you.
The Cigarette-Smoking Man takes the phone.
Cut to Krycek, who is standing at a payphone.
Hello?
KRYCEK:
I'm Alive.
Cut back to the Cigarette-Smoking Man,
who tries to hide his shock
in front of his peers and superiors.
Cut back to Krycek.
Isn't that a surprise?
Cut back to the Cigarette-Smoking Man,
who smiles, pretending to be holding
a conversation with good news.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Yes, good, good, good.
Uh, where are you?
Cut to Krycek, who is very angry.
KRYCEK:
Somewhere that you will never find me,
you double-crossing son of a bitch.
Cut to the Cigarette-Smoking Man.
All eyes are upon him in the room.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Are you sure?
Cut to Krycek.
KRYCEK:
I'm sure of this...
If I so much as feel your presence,
I'm going to make you a very, very famous man.
You understand?
Cut to the Cigarette-Smoking Man,
who smiles and nods as if everything is fine.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Yes, Thank You.
I'm going to report that to The Group.
Cut to Krycek, who slams down the receiver.
Cut back to the Cigarette-Smoking Man,
who hangs up slowly and hands the phone back to the aide.
I've just received confirmation
that the digital tape containing the stolen files
was destroyed in the carbomb explosion,
which killed Agent Scully's would-be assassin.
1ST ELDER:
What about Mulder and Scully?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
I have a meeting with The F.B.I., they, uh...
They want to make A Deal.
1ST ELDER:
For what?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
For nothing. There'll be no deal.
There's no deal to make.
He walks out.
46TH STREET
NEW YORK CITY, NY
ELDER #1:
We've received disturbing reports from our intelligence sources.
a lot of shadowy characters are in the office,
some are standing, others are sitting,
one of them is the Well-Manicured Man
A French salvage vessel has came into San Diego.
Its crew all dying of radiation exposure.
It's last given position was the site
where we recovered The UFO.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
How could they have gotten information about that location?
ELDER #2:
We haven't been able to determine that.
The French Government has denied any involvement.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Well they got those coordinates somehow.
ELDER #1:
It seems we have an information leak, gentleman.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Has our associate in Washington looked into this?
ELDER #1:
Apparently he has responded to the situation
in a way that I don't think any of us would have anticipated.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
How do you mean?
ELDER #1:
I don't have all the details yet
but I've asked him to come here and explain it himself.
SCENE 10
HOSPITAL
Scully shows her badge to an officer
posted in front of a room, he lets her in
SCULLY:
Hi, how are you feeling?
SKINNER:
Like someone's been inside my stomach redecorating.
What have you turned up on The Shooter?
SCULLY:
We've determined that The Man Who Shot You
was the same man who shot My Sister.
SKINNER:
I bet you had to work to get that, huh?
SCULLY:
Yes I did, and you don't seem surprised....
SKINNER:
3 men came to see me a few days ago,
they warned me about pursuing
Your Sister's murder investigation.
SCULLY:
Do you realize what you're saying sir?
SKINNER:
I'm not advancing any Conspiracy Theory here Scully.
SCULLY:
You're saying, that They closed down My Sister's case
not because of lack of evidence
but because They didn't want us
to catch The Killer.
SKINNER:
You should be very careful
about the accusations that you make.
SCULLY:
The Man Who Shot You..
You said that you've seen him before.
SKINNER:
Several months ago,
he was one of the men who attacked me
in the stairway,with Krycek.
SCULLY:
He was working with Krycek?
SKINNER:
They're the ones who stole The Digital Tape from me.
SCULLY:
Damn it!
Krycek, Mulder had him.
SKINNER:
Listen to me, anger is a luxury
that you cannot afford right now.
If you're angry you're gonna make a mistake,
and these people will take advantage of that,
you've seen How They Operate
SCULLY:
I'll be ok
(walking out)
SKINNER:
Scully.. if you can't keep your head..
it's alright to step away.
SCULLY:
It's exactly What They Want
(leaves)
SCENE 11
SCULLY'S APARTMENT
(Scully, typing on her laptop computer)
SCULLY:
Addendum to case number 621517 :
In the absence of any official response my request to have my sister's case reopened, I am now petitioning to devote full Bureau resources to the search for Alex Krycek.
Since Agent Mulder's release from The Hospital, we have had no success locating Krycek or the 2 men he described as his abductors.
Personally, I believe Krycek is the key to identify the larger forces behind the crime we are investigating.
He alone can name The Man Who Shot My Sister,
and explain the strange radiation deaths aboard the French salvage vessel.
SCENE 12
X-FILES OFFICE
Scully opens the door and enters
The diving suit from the Piper Maru is there
MULDER:
It looked great on me in the store.
SCULLY:
What's this doing here?
MULDER:
I had it flown it from San Diego as evidence.
SCULLY:
Evidence of what?
MULDER:
The Suit was covered in a thin film of Oil,
as was The French diver when I found him
lying delirious on his kitchen floor.
SCULLY:
What kind of Oil?
MULDER:
Well from the reports I'm getting,
it's the same substance that was found
on the French diver's wife when she was discovered
on the floor of a Hong Kong airport bathroom a few days ago.
According to the analysis, it's 50-weight diesel oil.
It's the same oil that was used during World War II submarines and on P-51 Mustangs for that matter.
SCULLY:
I don't understand.
MULDER:
This oil is not only 50 years old Scully,
but its composition has been altered by exposure to radiation.
SCULLY:
I still don't understand how did this get
onto the diver and then onto the diver's wife.
MULDER:
This just wasn't ordinary diesel oil,
I think it's huh.. I think it's a medium,
a medium being used
by some kind of alien creature
that uses it to .. body jump.
SCULLY:
So you're saying that this stuff has intelligence.
MULDER:
I think that it came off of whatever they pulled from the bottom of the Pacific ocean,
it's been waiting 50 years down there for another host,
another body to bring it up to the surface.
SCULLY:
Waiting to jump into the diver
and then into the diver's wife.
MULDER:
And then into Krycek.
SCULLY:
Krycek?
MULDER:
I think that Mrs Gauthier went to Hong Kong
under the control of this thing (Scully laughs) to find Krycek.
I know, I know how it sounds.
SCULLY:
Is anybody not looking for Krycek?
MULDER:
No but I think that the 64 thousand dollar question is
What is this thing looking for?
And now that it's in Krycek,
What does it want?
SCENE 13
ROCKVILLE, MD
(Capitol Ice, skating arena)
(Byers, Langly skate around, browsing at everyone)
(they signal Frohike, and he goes to the lockers, where he recovers an envelope)
(they get out of there and get in Mulder's car, parked across the street)
FROHIKE (handing the envelope to Mulder):
Nothing to it.
BYERS:
You should call upon our service more often.
LANGLY:
We show a talent for these G-man activities.
MULDER:
You mean if I want somebody whacked
on the knee with a lead pipe?
FROHIKE:
Only if you want the job done right.
(Mulder opens the envelope, and he finds an empty tape case)
MULDER: It's gone.
(The Lone Gunmen are disappointed, so is Mulder)
SCENE 14
LOCATION UNKNOWN
(The Cigarette-Smoking Man is having some alcohol while watching an old war movie)
(he puts the glass on the table near him, and reaches for his smoking cigarette on the ashtray when a digital tape is thrown on the table)
(The Cigarette-Smoking Man is surprised, stands and turns back, it's Krycek)
KRYCEK:
Where is it?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN
(regaining confidence, takes a puff):
I've been expecting you.
The Hispanic Man holds a gun on Krycek's neck
Put that down.
(he follows the order)
I have what you want.
zoom on Krycek's eyes, dark glow in his eyes
The Cigarette-Smoking Man remains emotionless
SCENE 15
NEW YORK CITY
The Well-Manicured Man's office,
a few shadowy figures have tea and coffee
The Cigarette-Smoking Man enters, he takes off his coat
WELL-MANICURED MAN (looks at his watch):
You've made us wait.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
There was a weather delay on the shuttle from Washington.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
You had business there?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Yes. (approaches)
You huh.. may have already heard
(puts a cigarette in his mouth)
ELDER#1:
We've heard you acted on your own,
and moved the salvaged UFO to another location.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
These new attempts to recover it
have increased our need for security.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Who else is looking for it?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN (smoking):
In the event, I moved it to as a safeguard.
ELDER #1:
Somebody better damn well find out
how The French even knew how to look for it.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
I can assure you it will be completely inaccessible now.
ELDER #2:
Why not bring it to Nevada, like the others?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Leaks in security and a heightened public interest have made the base of Nevada unviable.
(to the Well-manicured Man)
Is this why I was called here?
WELL MANICURED MAN:
No, we'd like an explanation about this business
with The Assistant Director of The Bureau, Skinner.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
Random shooting for all I know.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
They have A Waitress,
who has given a description of The Shooter,
they released a composite of his face to The Press.
(hands the Cigarette- smoking man a newspaper, it's the face of the Hispanic-Man)
One of Yours, isn't he?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
I don't know what to tell you.
If he did, he acted on his own.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
Good Lord.
ELDER #2:
This is a very serious exposure for us.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
I'll take care of it.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
My advice to you sir, is to understand The Priority here,
get The Shooter out of The Country as quickly as possible,
if The Assistant Director IDs him,
our well placed operatives won't be able
to stand in the way of An Arrest,
compromising beyond repair The Secrecy of Our Work,
and the security as you so arrogantly assert
of Our Project's Future.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN:
It'll be handled.
SCENE 16
THE LONE GUNMEN'S
FROHIKE (wearing special glasses):
I've got something here..
writing somebody wrote on top of the package
and left an impression.
MULDER:
Let me see that.
BYERS:
Your guys at the FBI turned a major serial murderer
with a vestigial pen impression.
MULDER:
Hand me a pencil.
LANGLY:
Your sci-crime guys at The Bureau
have a laser there that can measure
any change in a surface down to a few nanometers
(Mulder is going over the impression with the pencil)
BYERS:
Actually they can lift a perfect impression
using magnetic toner and a sheet of mylar --
An electrostatic device is applied to The Specimen,
and renders The Information,
by drawing the toner from the indentation
to the mylar surface.
FROHIKE:
Actually..
MULDER:
Actually, it's a phone number,
New York City area code
(212), 555 1012.
Now don't drop that,
(giving the pencil to Frohike)
that's a finely calibrated piece of investigative equipment.
I gotta make a phone call.
(Frohike is puzzled)
FROHIKE:
I'll be damned.
SCENE 17
The Well-Manicured Man's office
The Well-Manicured Man is putting his coat,
helped by a Young Man when The Phone rings..
he's very surprised
The Young Man answers The Phone
The Well-Manicured Man looks at his watch
MAN:
Yes? No, this is a private line, you must have misdialed.
No there's no one here to take your call.
I'm sorry I can't help you.
(The Well-Manicured Man approaches)
Please hold on.
(The Well-Manicured Man answers)
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Who is this?
MULDER:
Who is this?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Who gave you this number?
MULDER:
You probably know 'em.
A man named Krycek.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Alex Krycek?
MULDER:
Yeah nice guy, Killed My Father,
you wouldn't happen to know where he is, do you?
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
It's Mr Mulder isn't it?
MULDER:
It's so nice of you to remember.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Mr Mulder, can we meet somewhere?
MULDER:
I would love to.
WELL-MANICURED MAN:
Give your phone number to My Assistant,
he will call you back in 5 minutes.
(to the assistant)
Tell him I'll meet him in 3 hours in Central Park,
near the lighted walkway off 79th, near the reservoir.
When you hang up,
have this number disconnected.
(the assistant takes over the phone)
SCENE 18
FBI HEADQUARTERS
WASHINGTON, DC
(slide showing)
FULLER:
Well we got A Name
to go with The Face.
SCULLY:
Beautiful.
FULLER:
His Name is Luis Cardinal,
native of Nicaragua, school of the America's alumni,
career mercenary, apparently impressed a lot of people
with his marksmanship during the Iran contra deal.
SCULLY:
I'll bet.
FULLER:
That's actually the good news.
SCULLY:
What do you mean?
CALECA:
He entered the country without a visa or papers.
As far as we can tell we can't find anything on him,
address, phone number, financials, nothing.
SCULLY:
Does he have an alias?
CALECA:
Several, none checked out either,
in all likelihood, this guy's already out of The Country.
SCULLY:
Damn it, They think They can just get away with it.
FULLER:
I wish I could tell you otherwise.
SCULLY:
Keep looking for him.
FULLER:
We.. pretty much exhausted our avenues.
SCULLY:
What's it gonna take?
CALECA:
At This Point?
Other than a sign from God?
SCULLY:
I've seen stranger things, believe me.
Agent PENDRELL :
I believe she has.
SCENE 19
CENTRAL PARK
(Mulder is waiting)
(The Well-Manicured Man finally shows up)
WELL MANICURED MAN: I trust we're all alone.
MULDER: We're all alone in New York City, sir.
WELL MANICURED MAN: You're looking for Alex Krycek, to kill him, in revenge. What makes you think we haven't done that already?
MULDER:
What for?
WELL MANICURED MAN:
Tell me what you know
and I'll consider giving you Krycek.
MULDER:
No, you'll answer a few questions for me first,
like what was pulled off the bottom of the Pacific ocean.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
It was a UFO, a so called 'foo-fighter',
downed by American fighter pilots
in the 2nd World War.
MULDER:
Left there until now?
WELL MANICURED MAN:
There was salvage attempts.
A US sub was sent in 50 years ago,
but there were complications.
MULDER:
Almost the entire crew died.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
Yeah, it's still A Mystery.
MULDER:
A mystery to whom?
WELL MANICURED MAN:
The cover story said it was the 3rd A-Bomb bound for Japan,
but The Truth is, no one knows what killed that crew.
MULDER:
I know.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
Do you now...?
MULDER:
You give me Krycek and I will tell you.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
Mr Mulder, I've given you so much this evening,
you offered me next to nothing in return.
MULDER:
You haven't told me anything
I didn't already know.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
I'm curious -- if you've encountered Krycek,
why didn't you kill him then?
MULDER:
'Cause he has The Tape.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
Ahh yes.... The Tape .
MULDER:
The Tape he's been selling those secrets off.
(The Well-Manicured Man is surprised)
You don't know where he is either, do you?
(the Well-Manicured man smiles)
You're looking for him too.
WELL MANICURED MAN:
Mr Mulder, everyone can be gotten to,
certainly, you've no doubt of that.
(Mulder walks away)
Mr Mulder?
CHARLOTTESVILLE, VI
Well-Manicured Man's horse farm.
He stands at rail, watching young women jump horses over gates.
A large grey sedan pulls up and CSM emerges.
WMM:
You've been putting on the miles.
CSM:
It would help if you had a phone.
WMM:
I come out here because there are no phones.
What is it?
CSM:
Our Courier's dead.
WMM:
Yes, I heard. Pushed out a window.
Can this expose us?
CSM:
No, of course not.
Our necessary and plausible denial is intact.
WMM:
Then what is your concern?
CSM:
Last night, CIA airport intel had a man
using UN credentials appear on their computers
booked on a flight for Krasnoyarsk, Russia.
WMM:
Who was it?
CSM:
We haven't been able to determine that with any certainty yet,
but it appears to be a man fitting the description
of Fox Mulder.
WMM:
You fool, you stupid fool!
This must be corrected; this must be handled!
CSM:
Well, of course it can be!
You know my capabilities in a crisis.
WMM:
I don't think you realize what's at stake here,
what level this must be carried to.
This will take more than just a good aim!
(WMM stalks off, CSM looks after him, smoking.)
WELL-MANICURED MAN’S FARM.
CHARLOTTESVILLE, VA
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.
WMM:
Dr. Charne-Sayre was murdered.
CSM:
By whom?
WMM:
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?
WMM:
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.
WMM:
Find her killer!
CSM:
Call off this Congressional investigation.
WMM:
I can’t. But, Senator Sorenson is An Honorable Man.
They are all honorable...
These Honorable men
(WMM starts to walk away)
CSM:
I heard Mulder was captured in Tunguska.
(WMM stops and turns around)
I hear now he’s escaped.
Wake the Russian Bear
and it may find we’ve stolen its Honey.
WELL-MANICURED MAN’S FARM.
CHARLOTTESVILLE, VA
CSM:
His name is Vassily Peskow.
He was a KGB line-X stringer
working out of Moscow center.
WMM:
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?
WMM:
(defensively)
She was trusted...absolutely!
CSM:
(calmly taking a drag off his cigarette)
Then I don’t know.
WMM:
Find this man! Find him!
CSM:
If my intelligence sources are right...
I think there’s someone who might save us The Trouble.
EAST 46TH STREET, NEW YORK CITY
Inside the building, the men who we have come to know as the WELL MANICURED MAN (WMM), the FIRST ELDER, the SECOND ELDER, and QUIET WILLY all sit among their peers and listen to what Marita Covarrubias has to say.
MARITA:
Whatever happened in Kazakhstan ...
There was no one left to give an accurate account.
FIRST ELDER:
How many bodies were there?
MARITA:
Forty-one ... all burned beyond recognition.
The result of some kind of intense biochemical reaction,
none of the UN Medics had ever seen.
Not in The Gulf or on any battlefield.
The corpses were literally carbonized from the heat.
SECOND ELDER:
A new weapon being tested?
FIRST ELDER:
There's no intelligence on that.
MARITA:
There's no clear data on the victims or their relationship,
but I found at least two of these among the dead.
She shows the men a glass vial containing two small computer chips ... implants.
WMM:
I think it's fairly certain that all the victims had them.
That what was taking place was a staging for a group abduction.
SECOND ELDER:
What the hell is that?
WMM:
In the final phases before It begins,
there will most likely be assemblies.
SECOND ELDER:
We're years away from that.
FIRST ELDER:
If we're to believe Their timetable.
WMM:
Unless It's already begun.
SECOND ELDER:
We're fifteen years away!
MARITA:
I don't think this was planned.
I think something - or someone - set this in motion.
An Act of War. Against Us and Our Plans.
Krycek was at the burn site with a unit of Russian soldiers.
SECOND ELDER:
Alex Krycek did this?
MARITA:
He was there, probably acting on the same data we got.
Whether or not he had any direct involvement in What Happened,
he knows what caused it.
WMM:
Knows, how?
MARITA:
He captured a boy at the site.
A Survivor. Someone Who Saw.
FIRST ELDER:
What does Krycek want?
MARITA:
I don't know.
SECOND ELDER:
How do we find out?
The phone rings, and they all know that
very few people know the number.
Slowly, the Well Manicured Man moves over and picks it up.
WMM:
Yes?
[Krycek is on the other end.]
KRYCEK:
Well, look who's answering The Bat-Phone.
WMM:
Alex Krycek.
KRYCEK:
Those guys too cheap to offer you a pension plan?
WMM: Where are you?
KRYCEK: I'm in town, actually. New York City.
WMM: Just tell us what you want.
KRYCEK:
You've been working on A Vaccine.
Against The Black Oil.
WMM:
Unsuccessfully, you know.
KRYCEK:
Yeah, well. I figured you and your buddies
must have been busy while I've been gone.
WMM:
Our research continues.
KRYCEK:
I'll take everything you've got.
WMM:
In exchange for?
KRYCEK:
The Boy.
WMM:
Why is that in our interest?
KRYCEK:
Because without what he knows,
you're not going to need any Vaccine.
WMM:
What does he know?
KRYCEK:
That's my opening offer.
The longer you wait, the skinnier this kid gets.
Krycek hangs up, as does the Well Manicured Man who looks menacingly at Marita.
SYNDICATE HEADQUARTERS
MARITA:
This is the same scene we saw in Kazakhstan.
SECOND ELDER:
What the hell is going on?
This is our own backyard ...
FIRST ELDER:
This is no good.
I don't like being kept in the dark on this.
WMM:
Someone's going to great lengths to sabotage Our Work.
SECOND ELDER:
Who?
WMM:
One way or another, we'd better find out
before it's determined we're unable to handle this ourselves ...
To put a stop to it ... before The Colonists intervene.
Quiet Willy gets up and leaves.
UROFF-KOLTOFF STAR OF RUSSIA,
NEW YORK HARBOR
Krycek squeezes water from a cloth onto the face of the sleeping Dmitri to wake him up.
He turns to leave the room,
and is surprised when he again is confronted by Marita.
MARITA:
You think you can pull this off, don't you?
[Krycek grabs Marita and passionately begins to kiss her. The couple lean against a wall, continuously kissing.]
KRYCEK:
They give me what I want ...
I'm going to Rule The World.
MARITA:
We've got them on their knees, Alex.
KRYCEK:
Yeah?
MARITA:
Let's get out of this hole.
Hand-in-hand, they walk off, leaving Dmitri's room unguarded.
Cut to Scully's bedroom, and the constellation that Cassandra formed before with her fingerprints is the constellation we now see in the sky above.
Scully suddenly jumps to life, awake, after being asleep in her bed.
She recognizes the constellation outside as the one Cassandra formed, and moves to the window for a better look.
She reaches behind and feels her neck - just as Cassandra described.
Back onboard the Uroff-Koltoff Star Of Russia, Krycek arrives back at Dmitri's cell, and opens the door.
Dmitri is not in there.
Krycek enters the room, looking for any sign of Dmitri,
when the voice of the Well Manicured Man comes from off-screen.
WMM:
Well?
Krycek turns to face the Well Manicured Man,
who has a gun in his hand.
WMM:
Where's the boy?
MEDICAL FACILITY
DOCTOR:
I'm fairly certain it's not a question of dosage.
We've administered three intramuscular injections over the past twenty hours, since we found her on The Roadside.
The man known only as the WELL MANICURED MAN (WMM) stands by, watching, with a medical mask around his neck. He wears a medical gown.
WMM:
And you've seen no effect?
DOCTOR:
No. It doesn't look good. At all.
Marita, whom we now see, lies comatose
on the medical bed, with tubes
coming in and going out of her.
The Well Manicured Man puts his mask over his mouth
and open's Marita's eye -
black smoke clouds it ... she is possessed by The Black Oil.
He closes her eye and looks up, at ten other men who we know as members of the Syndicate.
He makes eye contact with the man called the FIRST ELDER, in particular.
UROFF-KOLTOFF STAR OF RUSSIA
NEW YORK HARBOR
WMM:
You're probably thirsty.
KRYCEK:
Remind me to complain to the captain about the service.
WMM:
You may have that opportunity.
This ship is bound back to Vladivostok tomorrow.
I gather there'll be quite an enthusiastic homecoming.
The Well Manicured Man dips a cloth into a bucket of water and rings it out over Krycek's mouth.
Krycek gulps the water down, tastes it, and spits it out.
KRYCEK: Do you have the boy?
WMM:
No. Ms. Covarrubias took him.
Your alliance with her was as misguided as ours,
but it appears she was unaware of the consequences of her deception.
You were clever -- Infect the boy
to ensure infection of anyone who tried to learn
what he knows, who would cheat you.
KRYCEK:
Then where's the boy?
WMM:
Dead. Victim of another mysterious holocaust.
Unable now to tell what he knew or saw.
KRYCEK:
Then you got no choice but to deal with me.
WMM:
I'm afraid there's no deal to be made.
KRYCEK:
I'm the only one who knows what those incidents are.
What they mean. I know what that boy saw.
WMM:
You've as much as told me what I need to know.
KRYCEK:
You know nothing.
WMM:
If the boy was your trump card why infect him
unless you could also cure him
with A Vaccine developed by the Russians?
One that works.
It would mean that Resistance
to the alien colonists
is now possible.
KRYCEK:
You're dreaming.
WMM: Do you have The Vaccine?
KRYCEK: You need what I know.
WMM: Do you have The Vaccine?!
[The Well Manicured Man kicks the bucket into Krycek.]
KRYCEK:
Give you the means to save Covarrubias
after what she did?
WMM:
The means to save yourself.
MEDICAL FACILITY
FIRST ELDER:
The Vaccine has no effect.
WMM:
We must give it time.
FIRST ELDER:
We must survive first.
Survival means collaboration.
WMM:
Turn over the alien rebel,
and you turn over any chance of Resistance.
FIRST ELDER:
It's already been done.
LAURENTIAN MOUNTAINS
QUEBEC, CANADA
6:39 AM
(Two men silently parachute into a woodsy snow-covered area. Their faces are hidden behind ski masks. They approach a cabin. Inside the cabin a teakettle whistles. CIGARETTE SMOKING MAN turns off the gas burner. He closes his robe. There is a scar on his chest. Looks like heart surgery, could be a gunshot wound. He hears an alarm bell go off, probably triggered by the men outside. Men slowly approach the cabin, guns out. They split up. FIRST MAN slowly opens the front door. He is killed by a single gunshot, and falls back into the snow. SECOND MAN runs around and sees his partner dead. He sees bloody footprints in the snow. He follows them at a run.)
CUT TO:
(CSM running through the woods pursued by SECOND MAN. SECOND MAN fires at CSM and misses. CSM stops and looks up at the man chasing him. KRYCEK, the SECOND MAN, pulls off his ski mask. He aims his gun at CSM.)
CSM: Go on! Take your shot, Alex!
KRYCEK: Right there! I was … SENT, to bring you BACK.
NIGHT
(Outside under a bridge, like A Pair of TROLLS, KRYCEK and CSM approach the ELDERS including WELL MANICURED MAN.)
CSM:
You look surprised. Is it that I’m here or that I’m alive?
FIRST ELDER: When we heard you’d been shot, we’d assumed the worst.
SECOND ELDER: There were reports you lost too much blood to have survived.
CSM: Obviously, you underestimated me. More obviously you overestimated the man you sent to do the job.
(KRYCEK looks uncomfortable.)
CSM: (lights a cigarette) Well, let’s say all is forgiven. Now, you have a job for me.
WMM: There’s been an incident … an unfortunate mistake.
CSM: Yes, I’ve seen. I’ve heard. I’ve read.
THIRD ELDER: The boy is a problem to us.
CSM: What would you like me to do … Shoot him dead … splatter his brains?
WMM: Dear God …
CSM: What’s the matter? Does this sort of business offend you?
FIRST ELDER: It’s in your interest … as in ours.
CSM: You think you know my interests?
FIRST ELDER: Can we count on you?
CSM: (pause) Yes.
(CSM walks away)
SCENE 15
(Street. Day. CSM comes out of a building. A car pulls up beside him. KRYCEK is driving, WELL MANICURED MAN rolls down the passenger window.)
WMM:
We entrusted you.
You failed.
CSM:
Failed. Failed who?
WMM:
Mulder has gone to the Justice Department.
He has testimony about the boy.
CSM:
That’s just part of The Game.
WMM: It’s not A Game, for God’s sake.
CSM: Sure it is. It’s all a game. You just take their pieces, one by one until the board is clear.
WMM: (under his breath) God ….
(WMM is not pleased. He rolls up the window. CSM lights up.)
Night. Car pulls up to hotel.
Interior hotel room.
GIBSON is watching
“King of the Hill" on TV.
SCULLY sits in a chair watching him.
COTTON:
Hey, Missy! How about some sammiches? Hmm.
(Cotton and Bobby are both laughing at a woman.)
PEG:
I hope you're all hungry.
HANK:
Good-looking breakfast, Peg.
COTTON:
Yeah. I see bacon, I see ham...
SCULLY:
Gibson?
GIBSON:
This is a great show.
I wish we got this where I live.
Peg:
Cotton, you are welcome to march yourself down to
the Safeway …
(SCULLY comes over and pulls up a chair next to GIBSON.)
SCULLY:
I’d like to ask you something.
Cotton:
See, Bobby? Woman works,
man loses his sausage.
Peg:
You know, Cotton, I'd love to debate this with you
but I am just a little too busy living here
in the latter half of the 20th century.
SCULLY:
How do you do it?
GIBSON:
I just hear you thinking … like on a radio.
And sometimes there are lots of radios.
And I want to shut them off and watch some TV.
SCULLY:
Is that why you like chess?
‘Cause it’s just one thought that you hear?
GIBSON:
Yeah, but that’s not why I like it all the time.
SCULLY:
Why else do you like it?
GIBSON:
Because there’s no Talking. Just Thinking.
It’s nothing like real life
where people Think one thing
but they Say something else.
SCULLY:
(laughs softly)
Is that what people do?
GIBSON:
They’re so worried about what other people are thinking
when the people they’re worrying about
are worried about the same thing.
It makes me laugh.
SCULLY:
Why?
GIBSON:
They make up all this stuff to believe
but it’s all made up.
Some people try to be Good People
but some people just don’t care. Like you.
SCULLY:
You think I don’t care?
GIBSON:
No, you don’t care what people think.
Except for her. The other one.
(DIANA knocks and enters the hotel room.)
DIANA:
I’m here to relieve you.
SCULLY: (to GIBSON)
Well, we’ll talk about this later, okay?
(SCULLY crosses to the door.)
GIBSON:
They want to kill me, you know.
SCULLY: (at door)
Nobody’s going to do anything to you, Gibson. I promise.
GIBSON:
I know you do.
(SCULLY takes her coat and leaves.)
[Closed captioning only
HANK:
Well, that's the dangedest thing.
I never heard of a solenoid just disappearing before.
DALE:
I don't know. Sometimes things just disappear
for no logical reason.
One day my cousin woke up,
his kidney was gone.]
Day. Under the bridge.
CSM and GIBSON wait for WMM and KRYCEK
who drive up in the car.
WMM gets out.
WMM: (to GIBSON)
Hello, young man.
GIBSON:
Hello.
WMM:
There’s nothing to be afraid of.
GIBSON:
You’re A Liar.
Just like him.
WMM is taken aback.
CSM:
(to WMM)
You’ve never had the stomach for our business.
WMM:
Just not for your practices.
CSM:
I’m a necessity.
The complement to your cowardice.
WMM:
Your Work is done now.
CSM:
My Work is just beginning.
CSM begins walking away.
WMM helps GIBSON into the back seat of the car,
then gets in the passenger side.
KRYCEK:
looking at the departing CSM
I got a nice, straight shot.
WMM:
No. He’s useful.
And you may need him in The Future.
As the car passes CSM, KRYCEK narrowly misses him.
CSM exhales smoke slowly.
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