The X-Files Fight The Future

STRUGHOLD: We began to worry. Some of us have travelled so far

and you are the last to arrive.

WMM: I'm sorry. My grandson fell and broke his leg.

(Pregnant pause while nobody answers "Gee, sorry to hear that.")

STRUGHOLD: While we have been made to wait, we watched

surveilance tapes which have raised more concerns.

WMM: More concerns on what?

STRUGHOLD: We have been forced to reassess our role in Colonization

by new effects in biology which have .... presented themselves.

FIRST ELDER: The virus has mutated.

WMM: Into what?

STRUGHOLD: A new extraterrestrial biological entity.

WMM: My God!

STRUGHOLD: The geometry of mass infection presents certain

conceptual reevaluations for us about our place in the Colonization.

(WMM begins to walk towards Strughold, barely containing his anger

and amazement at their foolishness. Well, just a guess there!)

WMM: This isn't Colonization, this is spontaneous repopulation!

All our work! .... If it's true, they've been using us all along! We've

been labouring under a lie!

SECOND ELDER: It could be an isolated case.

WMM: How can we know?!

STRUGHOLD: We're going to tell them what we've found, what we've

learned by turning over a body infected with the gestating organism.

WMM: In hope of what? Learning that it's true? That we are nothing

but digestives for the creation of a new race of alien life-forms?!

By cooperating now, we are but beggers to our own demise.

STRUGHOLD: Cooperation is the only chance of saving ourselves.

CSM: They still need us to carry out their preparations.

STRUGHOLD: We'll continue to use them as they do us.

If only to play for more time, to continue work on our vaccine.

WMM: (shakes his head) My lateness might just as well have been

absence. A course has already been taken!

CSM: There are complications. (he looks at the surveillance video and

WMM looks as well) Mulder saw one of the infected bodies that we

destroyed in Dallas. He's gone back there again. Someone has tipped

him.

WMM: Who?

CSM: Kurtzweil we think.

WMM: No one believes Kurztweil or his books. He's a toiler, a crank.

FIRST ELDER: Mulder believes.

CSM: Then Kurtzweil must be removed.

STRUGHOLD: As must Mulder.

WMM: Kill Mulder, we take the risk of turning one man's quest into

a crusade.

STRUGHOLD: Then you must take away what he holds most valuable.

That with which he can't live without.

(The scene cuts to Scully, looking out on a vast desert.)

BLACKWOOD, TEXAS

(Scully turns to face Mulder. We see houses behind him.)

SCULLY: I don't know, Mulder. I don't see any evidence of an

archeological or any other kind of a dig site.

MULDER: This is where he marked on the map. Where he said those

fossils were unearthed. (the camera pulls back to show our hereos as

tiny figures in the left corner of the screen, the sky above huge and

cloudy, the houses dwarfing them.) You're sure those fossils were

infected with the same virus you saw at the morgue?

SCULLY: Both sets of bones were porous, as if the virus or the

causative microbe were decomposing it.

MULDER: And you've never seen that virus before.

SCULLY: No.

(He looks down, dejected, then his gaze wanders to the side.)

MULDER: Look at that.

(They walk over to an oasis in the surrounding desert, a brand new

playground.)

MULDER: That look like new grass to you?

SCULLY: Looks pretty green for this climate.

MULDER: Uh huh.

(They reach the playground, Mulder bends down and picks up a piece

of the sod.)

MULDER: Ground's dry about an inch down. This was laid recently.

SCULLY: The equipment looks brand new too.

MULDER: No irrigation system. Somebody's covering their tracks.

(They both look around for any kind of clue and see 3 kids riding

towards them on bikes.)

MULDER: Hey! Hey!

(Mulder and Scully walk towards the kids and they stop their bikes.)

SCULLY: Do you boys live around here?

KID: Yeah.

MULDER: You see anybody diggin' over there?

KID: We're not supposed to talk about it.

SCULLY: You're not supposed to talk about it? Who told you that?

KID 2: Nobody.

MULDER: Nobody? The same nobody that built that playground?

Nobody buy you those new bikes, too?

SCULLY: I think you better tell us.

KID: We don't even know you.

SCULLY: Well, we're FBI Agents.

KID: You're not FBI Agents.

MULDER: How do you know?

KID: Cause ya'll look like door-to-door salesmen. (laughs)

MULDER: (he pulls out his badge) Hey, you wanna buy a badge?

(The kids all look at his impressive badge and spill the beans.)

KID: They left about an hour ago, going that way.

(He points, then the other two kids point in the same direction.)

TEXAS

(The camera pans stylishly alongside Mulder and Scully's brand new

Oldsmobile Intrigue. Next we see inside as they chat.)

MULDER: Unmarked tanker trucks. What are archeologists hauling

out in tanker trucks?

SCULLY: I don't know, Mulder.

MULDER: And where are they going with it?

(Scully's consulting her map.)

SCULLY: That's the first question to answer if we're going to find them.

(The stylish Intrigue screeches to a halt at a Stop sign.)

MULDER: What are my choices?

SCULLY: About a hundred miles of nothing in both directions.

MULDER: Well, which way do you think they went?

(Scully puts down the obviously useless map.)

SCULLY: We've got two choices. One of them's wrong.

(Mulder looks left down the long highway.)

MULDER: I think they went left.

(Scully looks to her right.)

SCULLY: I don't know why, I think they went right.

(They look at each other, Mulder looks to the right-side highway

then begins drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as he stares

straight ahead. The car takes off with a squeal. As usual, Mulder's

taking a leap of faith and forging straight ahead. The road's unpaved

and they leave a cloud of dust as they bump along.)

MULDER: Five years together, Scully. How many times I been wrong?

(she rolls her eyes, thinking, do you want a list?!) Never. (she looks

at him in shock and mild humour.) Not driving anyway.

(The car races ahead, towards we know not where. Miles and miles

of nothingness. Soon, time has passed and nighttime has settled.

The crickets chirp and the car suddenly stops. They've reached what

appears to be a dead end. Scully undoes her seat belt, shoots Mulder

a disgusted look, exits the car and slams the door shut. Ouch, be

nice to that Intrigue, Scully, cost The Big Boys a lot of dough! Mulder

gently closes his door as he exits. Scully stands in the beams of the

car's headlights and turns around to properly berate him.)

(DW NOTE: Scully stares at a sign nailed to a post which reads:

SOME HAVE TRIED, SOME HAVE DIED.

TURN BACK -- NO TRESPASSING