Sunday, 17 March 2024

Cosmic Edge-Lords









SCULLY :
No exam has been done?

The Sheriff : 
Uh ... No, Ma'am. Once I 
heard y'all was interested 
I figured we'd best leave it to 
The Experts. (Scully smiles broadly) 

Now, uh ... that can't be 
what it looks like, right?

MULDER: 
That depends on what you think 
it looks like, Sheriff Hartwell. 
Vampires have always been with Us, 
in ancient myths and stories 
passed down from early Man. 

(Scully stands behind Mulder, smiling, eyes wide, 
rocks from side to side, goofing around) 

From the Babylonian Ekimu 
to the Chinese Kuang-Shi 
to Motetz Dam of the 
Hebrews, the Mormo 
of ancient Greece and Rome* 
to the more familiar Nosferatu 
of Transylvania.

The Sheriff :
Mormo.* Yeah.

SCULLY: 
In short, Sheriff, no. This can't be what it looks like. 
I think what we're dealing with here is 
simply a case of some lunatic. (She chuckles) 
Who, uh, has watched too many Bela Lugosi movies. 
He wishes that he could transfigure himself
 into a creature of the night.

The Sheriff :
Yeah. Okay. Uh ... what she said, 
that's what I'm thinking, 
and, uh ... Yeah. 
(Scully loves being right)

MULDER: 
Still, that leaves us in something of a quandary 
because there are as many different 
kinds of vampires as there are 
cultures that fear them. 
(Scully yawns and covers her mouth) 
Some don't even subsist on blood. 
The Bulgarian Ubour, for example, 
eats only manure.

SCULLY: (sarcastically) 
Thank you.

MULDER: 
To The Serbs, a prime indicator 
of vampirism is red hair. 
(raises his hand to Scully's head) 
Some vampires are thought 
to be eternal. 

Others are thought to have 
a Life-span of only 40 days. 
(Scully's pointing at her watch, 
rolling her eyes, carrying on.) 
Sunlight kills certain vampires 
while others come and go 
as they please, Day or night.

(Scully sighs deeply from boredom).

SCULLY: 
If There's A Point, Mulder, 
please feel free to come to it.

MULDER: 
My Point is that We Don't know 
exactly what we're looking for. 
What kind of vampire, or if you prefer, 
what kind of vampire this killer 
wishes himself to be.

(Mulder notices the untied shoes on the corpse 
and stands with his head between his feet)



SCENE 19 
TODAY X FILES OFFICE

SCULLY: 
Now, why is it so important 
that his shoes were untied?

MULDER: 
I'm getting to it.

CEMETERY - DAY
MULDER VOICE OVER: 
So, while You stayed behind to do The Autopsy, 
The Sheriff drove me to the town cemetery.

(Hartwell opens the gate and they walk through. 
This cemetery is certainly not off the beaten path, 
the creepier the better)

The Sheriff :
Agent Mulder, you mind me 
asking you why we're out here?

MULDER: 
Historically, cemeteries were thought to be 
a haven for vampires, as are castles, 
catacombs and swamps, 
but unfortunately, you don't 
have any of those.

The Sheriff :
We used to have swamps only 
The EPA made us take to 
calling them ‘wetlands’.

MULDER: 
Yeah. So, we're out here looking 
for any signs of vampiric activity.

The Sheriff :
Which would be like, uh...?

MULDER: 
Broken or shifted tombstones. 
The absence of birds singing.

The Sheriff :
There you go. Cuz I ain't hearing any birds singing. 
Right? Course, it's winter, and We ain't 
got no birds. Is there anything else?

Mulder : 
A faint groaning coming from under the earth. 
The sound of manducation -- of the creature 
eating its own death shroud.

The Sheriff :
Nope. No manuh... ma-ma...

MULDER: 
Manducation.

The Sheriff :
Manducation. No.

MULDER: 
Now, Sheriff, I know my methods 
may seem a little odd to you, but..

The Sheriff :
Hey, look, y'all work for The Federal 
Guv'mint and that's all I need to know. 
I mean, CIA, Secret Service --
-- y'all run the show, so --

MULDER: 
It's just that my gut instinct tells me 
that The Killer will visit this place. 
That it may well hold some fascination -- 
some kind of siren call for him, you know. 

(A horn honks)

RONNIE: 
Howdy, Sheriff.

(The teen delivery boy is in a red car on the street, a Gremlin)

The Sheriff :
Oh, hey, Ronnie. How's it going?

RONNIE: 
Can't complain.

The Sheriff : 
Well, all right, then. 
(Ronnie drives off)

MULDER: 
Maybe after nightfall, Sheriff, 
but he'll come. Oh, he'll come.

(we watch the car drive off down the road)



SCENE 20 
CEMETERY - NIGHT
(Mulder looking around with his flashlight)
MULDER VOICE OVER: 
So, we staked out the cemetery.



SCENE 21 
TODAY X FILES OFFICE

SCULLY: 
Mulder, shoelaces?

MULDER: 
Hmm?

SCULLY: 
On The Corpse. You were going to tell me 
what was Meaningful about 
finding untied shoelaces.

MULDER: 
I'm getting to it.



SCENE 22 
CEMETERY - NIGHT
(Mulder is spreading sunflower seeds around 
the cemetery, he gets into Sheriff's car)

MULDER: 
Sunflower seed? 
(He accidentally drops some) Sorry.

The Sheriff :
No, thanks. Do you mind ... (he picks up a seed that fell 
from Mulder's bag and tosses it) Do you mind 
me asking you what you were ...

MULDER: 
Historically, certain types of seeds 
were thought to fascinate vampires. 
Chiefly oats and millet, but you 
make-do with what you have —

Remember when I said before 
that we didn't know what type of 
vampire we were looking for?


The Sheriff : 
Yeah.

MULDER: 
Well, oddly enough, there seems 
to be one obscure fact which 
in all the stories told 
by the different cultures 
is exactly the same, and that's 
that vampires are really, 
really obsessive-compulsive. 

Yeah, you toss a handful of seeds 
at one, no matter what he's doing 
he's got to stop and pick it up. 
If he sees a knotted rope, 
he's got to untie it. 
It's in His Nature. 

In fact, that's why,
I'm guessing that our victim's 
shoelaces were untied.

The Sheriff : 
Yeah, obsessive... Like Rain Man. (Mulder nods) 
It's like when that old boy dropped them matchsticks, 
he had to pick them all up. 
Same thing, right?

MULDER: 
Well, he didn't actually 
pick them up. 
He counted them.

The Sheriff : 
Oh, yeah. 247. 
Right off the top of your head.

MULDER: 
Well, if he had picked them up,
he would have been 


The Sheriff :
Yeah. I'll tell you what. 
I know I'm in Law-enforcement, 
but I'd like to take him 
to Vegas myself. 
Am I right?

MULDER: 
Well, that would be illegal, right?

The Sheriff :
He's like a little calculator.

MULDER: 
Yeah.




EndNotes :

* : “Mormu. Yeah.” Is The Sherrif answering The Question implicit in Mulder’s colloray, qualifying his response to The Sherriff own initial Question…? 

This Line of Enquiry, more fully-explored by way 
of being Gamed-out via Free-Play would, 
therefore, run as follows :

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