The X-Files Page #13

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Mulder turns and moves back out onto the street.

CUT TO:

INT. MORGUE - PATHOLOGY LAB - NIGHT

Agent Scully wears a surgical mask, latex gloves.

Working on the body of the fireman...when she reacts to

a NOISE. Doors opening, closing somewhere o.s. CAMERA

MEDIUM WHIPS to a door where she and Mulder entered the

morgue. Where...the Young Naval Guard and TWO MPs push

through and enter. They stand looking at:

THEIR POV:

Where Scully stood moments ago, there is now just an

unattended gurney. A sheet over the fireman's body.

Scully is gone.

RESUME YOUNG NAVAL GUARD, MPs

Tense. Listening, watchful. Moving into the room.

CUT TO:

INT. BETHESDA NAVAL HOSPITAL - MORGUE FREEZER - NIGHT

Scully enters the space where she and Mulder found the

fireman's body. Trying to quietly click the door shut.

Standing now near the door, tense, listening. When the

CHIRPING of her cell phone breaks the tense silence. She

pats frantically at her coat, trying to get it answered

before it rings again. Unsuccessfully. Finally getting

a hold of it and hitting the send button. Scully sits

breathing heavy, nervous breaths -- waiting for the

Young Naval Guard to come running in.

MULDER'S VOICE (FILTER)

Scully...?

She puts the phone slowly up to her face.

SCULLY:

(low whisper)

Yeah.

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. PHONE BOOTH - WASHINGTON D.C. - MORNING

Mulder's at the pay phone.

MULDER:

Why are you whispering?

SCULLY:

I can't really talk right now.

MULDER:

What did you find?

SCULLY:

Evidence of a massive infection.

MULDER:

What kind of infection?

SCULLY:

I don't know.

MULDER:

Scully -- listen to me. I'm going

home, then I'm booking a flight to

Dallas. I'm getting you a ticket,

too.

SCULLY:

Mulder --

MULDER:

I need you there with me. I need your

expertise on this. The bomb we found

was meant to destroy those bodies and

whatever they were infected by.

SCULLY:

I've got a hearing tomorrow --

MULDER:

-- I'll have you back for it, Scully.

Maybe with evidence that could blow

that meeting away.

SCULLY:

Mulder -- I can't -- I'm already way

past the point of common sense here

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Scully hears VOICES in the hall outside the freezer.

CUT TO:

MULDER:

MULDER:

Scully...? Hello...?

But the line OFF, goes dead. Mulder hangs up the

phone, frustrated. Exits the booth in a hurry.

CUT TO:

INT. BETHESDA NAVAL HOSPITAL - MORGUE FREEZER - NIGHT

The door opens and the Young Naval Guard steps inside,

followed by the MPs. Moving into the room.

LOW ANGLE - TRACKING

with the Naval Guard's feet as they pass by the rolling

carts on which bodies are laid. TRACKING to find SCULLY,

where she hides under one of the carts. Huddled and

cold.

The Guard's feet stop near here. He stands motionless

for a moment, then moves off. HOLD her until the door

slams shut.

INT. FBI OFFICE - DALLAS - MORNING - MULDER

enters a forensics lab with a FIELD AGENT. A LEGEND

reads:
FBI FIELD OFFICE, DALLAS : 11:20 AM.

FIELD AGENT:

You're looking for what amounts to a

needle in a haystack. I'm afraid the

explosion was so devastating there

hasn't been a whole lot we've been

able to put together just yet.

They are walking amid BOXES of evidence. STACKS of

debris. There are FORENSIC TECHS sorting through this

material. It looks like the most tedious and painstaking

job in the world.

MULDER:

I'm looking for anything out of the

ordinary. Maybe something from the

FEMA offices where the bodies were

found.

FIELD AGENT:

We weren't expecting to find those

remains, of course. They went right

off to Washington.

MULDER:

Was there anything in those offices

that didn't go to D.C.?

FIELD AGENT:

Some bone fragments came up in the

sift this morning. We thought there'd

been another fatality, but we found

out FEMA had recovered them from an

archeological site out of town.

MULDER:

Have you examined them?

FIELD AGENT:

No. Just fossils, far as I know.

Mulder is nodding, when both men look off at something

that's caught their attention o.s.

MULDER:

I'd like this person to take a look,

if you don't mind.

THEIR POV - AGENT SCULLY

Standing in the doorway to the lab. She looks at Mulder

as if she's come in spite of her misgivings. Moving

toward them now.

FIELD AGENT:

Let me just see if I can lay my hands

on what you're looking for.

The Field Agent nods to Scully as he passes, exiting

deeper into the room. Leaving Mulder and Scully by

themselves momentarily.

MULDER:

You said you weren't coming?

SCULLY:

I wasn't planning on it. Particularly

after spending a half hour in cold

storage this morning. But I got a

better look at the blood and tissue

samples I took from the firemen.

MULDER:

What did you find?

SCULLY:

(voice lowering pointedly)

Something I couldn't show to anyone

else. Not without more information.

And not without causing the kind of

attention I'd just as soon avoid right

now.

(off Mulder's look)

The virus those men were infected with

contains a protein coat I've never

seen before. What it did to them it

did extremely fast. And unlike the

AIDS virus or any other aggressive

strain, it survives very nicely

outside the body.

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