3X03 Blitzschlag (englisches Transkript)
| Transcribed by CarriKendl
Edited by Libby, Used with kind permission from Libby (www.chelonium.plus.com)
Night. Outside an almost deserted video game parlor in a strip mall. Camera goes from car to inside the parlor where a guy, Jack Hammond, about 20, is playing a Mortal Combat type game, Virtua Fighter 2. Darren Peter Oswald, a shy nerdy looking teenager, approaches him, hesitantly.
DARREN: Hey, I, uh.... I was playing that.
Jack gives no response.
DARREN: Ah, I just went to go take a whiz and now I'm back.
YOU LOSE appears on the video screen.
FEMALE GAME VOICE: Even good guys blow it!
He slaps the machine, then turns to Darren.
JACK: You got a problem?
DARREN: Uh, uh.... this was my game. I was playing here.
JACK: Were you, pinhead? Now you're not.
DARREN: Oh ...
DARREN: Maybe you didn't hear me right. I, uh ... I said it was my game.
Zero, the teenage counter guy at the parlor comes over to them and speaks to Jack.
ZERO: It's his game. Man, I'd step aside if I were you.
JACK: All right. You guys want to play a game. We'll play a game.
grabs Darren by the collar
JACK: I go first.
Jack pushes Darren down. All power in the building suddenly goes out.
ZERO: Oh, man. You shouldn't have done that.
JACK: Why. What's he gonna do?
Jukebox starts up on its own playing "Ring the Bells," by James - slow pretty song. Zero is apprehensive. Jack looks freaked out. Darren just stands, adjusts his hat and stares at Jack.
DARREN: So, is it my turn now?
Jack is nervous but is trying not to show it.
JACK: I'm not wasting my time.
Jack jogs out to his car with AB pizza sign on it. He turns on the radio. It is playing the same song, "Ring the Bells." He can't turn it off or change the station. Darren watches from just inside the parlor. Jack tries to drive away, but car skids and stops. AB Pizza sign bursts into flame, then Jack begins shaking as if electricity is pouring through him. He is flailing so hard he knocks a window out. Finally, he falls to the side, dead, smoke pouring out of his mouth. Inside, Zero smiles and holds up a quarter for Darren. Darren starts the video game.
DARREN: Feel a new record coming on, man.
Zero watches silently, not upset.
Louis P. Wharton County Building
Scully is doing an autopsy on Jack. Mulder and Stan The Coroner observe.
SCULLY: Both eardrums are ruptured. Cataracts over both eyes. Probably heat-induced.
He holds up a plastic-wrapped black heart.
MULDER: It looks like his heart was cooked right in his chest.
STAN THE CORONER: I have to admit, I have never seen that kind of localized tissue damage.
SCULLY: Well, there is extensive charring along the sternum with concomitant rib fractures consistent with electrocution or exposure to high-voltage direct current. But I see no point of contact.
STAN THE CORONER: Best I could figure the lightning struck the car and killed the kid on contact.
Sheriff Teller stands quietly in the doorway.
SCULLY: Did you find contact wounds on any of the other five victims?
STAN THE CORONER: I'd have to look at my notes. I mean it's pretty clear to me what killed these kids.
STAN THE CORONER: Well, yeah.
SCULLY: Are you aware that something like 60 people die from lightning strikes across the country each year and five of those happened right here in Connerville?
STAN THE CORONER: I know it's statistically improbable, but ...
Sheriff Teller enters the examination room on the defensive.
SHERIFF TELLER: There were only four deaths. It's okay, Stan. You don't have to defend your work.
pats him on the back
SHERIFF TELLER: Give us a minute, would you, please?
Stan is glad for an excuse to leave.
STAN THE CORONER: Yeah, sure, I'll be in my office.
He leaves. Sheriff Teller turns to Mulder and Scully.
SHERIFF TELLER: My name is Teller. I'm with the Johnston County Sheriff's office. I heard there was an FBI investigation.
SCULLY: Yes, I'm Agent Scully.
SHERIFF TELLER: I know who you are. I just wonder what the hell you're doing here.
Mulder and Scully look at each other. Mulder shrugs and steps aside leaving Scully to do all the talking while he wanders around the examination room. Scully is not thrilled to be talking to this hostile Sheriff.
SCULLY: These deaths match other cases of multiple fatalities attributed to lightning with the same inconclusive forensic evidence.
SHERIFF TELLER: Do you know anything about lightning, Agent Scully?
SCULLY: Yes, I know a little.
SHERIFF TELLER: Did you know that lightning kills several people at home in the shower or on the phone? That people have seen it dancing on the ground like balls? Scientists will tell you, push come to shove, that they really don't know what makes lightning work at all.
SCULLY: No, I didn't know that.
SHERIFF TELLER: Well, I know that because I have breakfast with those scientists every morning down at the local diner.
SCULLY: I don't understand.
SHERIFF TELLER: That's as clear as glass. Do you know what we manufacture here in Connerville? What one of our little local commodities is? We make lightning.
Mulder looks up
SHERIFF TELLER: Down at the Astadourian Lightning Observatory out on Route 4. 100 ionized rods pointing up into the sky designed to stimulate lightning.
SCULLY: I didn't know that either.
SHERIFF TELLER: That's because you didn't do your homework, did you.
Mulder comes closer to them
SHERIFF TELLER: You came here to do work that's already been done.
SCULLY: With all due respect, sir, these autopsies don't quite add up.
SHERIFF TELLER: Based on what?
SCULLY: Based on my opinion as a medical doctor.
SHERIFF TELLER: Then based on your medical opinion, if you had to give one, what do you think this boy died of?
Scully looks to Mulder. He nods imperceptibly, then backs away again.
SCULLY: Well, since there is no other explanation right now, I'd have to concur with the coroner that lightning is the most probable cause of death.
SHERIFF TELLER: And I won't have you or anyone else suggesting otherwise to this boy's family.
Sheriff Teller exits. Scully turns to Mulder, somewhat sarcastically.
SCULLY: Feel free to jump in anytime.
MULDER: Why? You were doing just fine.
SCULLY: Do you have a theory on what's going on here?
MULDER: I just don't think it's lightning.
He goes into the hall, she follows.
SCULLY: Mulder, wait. What are you expecting to find here?
MULDER: I don't know yet.
Scully is trying to keep up.
SCULLY: Could you stop for a second, please?
Mulder stops and faces her.
SCULLY: Look, after everything that we've just been through, after all that we've just seen, I hope you're not thinking this has anything to do with government conspiracies or UFOs.
Mulder smiles again.
MULDER: None of the evidence so far indicates either of those possibilities.
SCULLY: Well, what are you looking for? I mean, just because a forensic profile isn't cut and dried doesn't mean it's not true.
MULDER: So Teller's explanation works for you?
SCULLY: The only possible scientific conclusion is that Jack Hammond was killed by lightning.
MULDER: Well, then this local lighting is a lot more predictable than Teller realizes. It seems to have a definite preference for the type of person it strikes.
SCULLY: What are you talking about?
MULDER: Well, look at the files, look at all the other victims, they're all male age 17 to 21, just like Jack Hammond. At least let's go see where Jack Hammond was killed. Maybe we'll find something we both can agree on.
Day. Outside the video game parlor. Scully looks at Jack's burned car, Mulder at skid marks on the ground nearby.
SCULLY: Police found Hammond in his car at 17 minutes past midnight. The entire electrical system was shorted out. All the circuitry and wiring had melted.
MULDER: Looks like he was trying to get away in a big hurry.
SCULLY: Get away from what?
MULDER: What time was Jack Hammond's last pizza delivery?
Scully checks the notes.
SCULLY: Sometime between eleven and eleven-thirty. Why?
MULDER: All these stores would have been closed by eleven except maybe this one.
They go into the game parlor. Sound of Sonic the Hedgehog. Mulder and Scully go to talk to Zero. Zero is counting and rolling quarters
ZERO: ... 7...8....9...
SCULLY: Excuse me.
ZERO: Oh ... uh ... 10 ...11....
Mulder gives Scully a little smile and goes off to look at the games leaving Scully to interview by herself.
SCULLY: What's your name?
ZERO: Uh, ... Zero.
SCULLY: Zero, do you mind if we talk for a minute?
ZERO: What for?
SCULLY: I'm with the FBI.
Zero tries to stay cool.
ZERO: All right.
Mulder wanders around the game parlor where several boys are playing the games.
SCULLY: Were you working here last night?
ZERO: Sure. Every night.
SCULLY: Do you recognize this person?
She holds up the picture of Jack Hammond. Zero answers quickly.
ZERO: Nah, never seen him.
SCULLY: Why don't you take a closer look. He was here between eleven and eleven-thirty. He was killed in the parking lot. That was his car. So, if you were standing here at this counter you must have seen it happen.
ZERO: Oh, that was him.
Scully gives Zero an "I'm on to you" look. Mulder, stilling wandering through the parlor, looks at the machine Darren and Jack played on last night. High scores list is full of DPO.
ZERO: Last I saw, the dude fed a bunch of quarters into this one.
He leads Scully to the game machine where Mulder is standing.
ZERO: Then the ambulance shows up.
SCULLY: Before the ambulance showed up did you notice anything unusual outside?
ZERO: It's hard to tell. The place gets pretty loud and all. Kind of hard to hear much of anything.
SCULLY: Did you notice anyone else around who might have seen something?
Zero plays dumb.
ZERO: I can't .. uh ... I don't really remember.
MULDER: Look, Scully, take a look at this.
MULDER: What were the names of the other victims?
Scully checks the notes.
SCULLY: Uh... Corey Huffard, Darren Oswald, Burke Roberts and Billy ---
MULDER: Darren Oswald. What's his middle name?
SCULLY: Darren Peter. Why?
Mulder indicates the high scores.
MULDER: DPO. Darren Peter Oswald. Of the five victims wasn't he the only one to survive?
MULDER: Well, he was here last night.
Kiveat's Garage. Darren is working under a car while listening to a song, "Hey Man, Nice Shot" by Filter, via headphones. A woman enters the garage but Darren can only see her legs. The woman is Sharon Kiveat, attractive, late twenties. Darren rolls out from under the car, getting a view up her skirt.
DARREN: Hey, Mrs. Kiveat.
Sharon is startled.
SHARON: God, Darren, you scared me.
SHARON: Where's Frank?
DARREN: Oh, he's out on a tow. Is there anything I can help you with?
SHARON: No. No, we're supposed to go to dinner.
DARREN: Oh, are you hungry? I can get you something to eat. You want something? I got jelly doughnuts.
SHARON: No. Thank you.
DARREN: Are you sure? They're from yesterday, but they're still good. I had one.
She is very uncomfortable around him.
DARREN: Hey. Mrs. Kiveat? Uh... about those things that I said yesterday, I ...
Frank Kiveat, Sharon's husband and Darren's boss, drives up in tow truck. Early thirties, nice looking.
KIVEAT: Sorry I'm late, hon. I had to tow that poor pizza delivery kid's car.
He kisses her hello.
KIVEAT: Oh, hey Darren. I got a call on the radio. Some people are coming to see you. They say they're with the FBI.
Darren looks casual watching Sharon and Kiveat leave.
Garage, later. Mulder and Scully are interviewing Darren. They show him the picture of Jack Hammond.
DARREN: This is the dude that died, right? It's pretty harsh, man. So how'd it happen?
MULDER: They say he was struck by lightning.
DARREN: Yeah, that happens.
MULDER: Right outside the video arcade. Not a cloud in the sky from what we can tell. You were there last night, weren't you? Broke your own record too.
MULDER: Well, you must have seen something.
DARREN: Oh, no, man, when I'm into my game, man, I'm there, you know? It's like a nuclear explosion could go off, right, and I wouldn't even notice.
MULDER: Can I ask you a personal question?
MULDER: Do you consider yourself a lucky person?
DARREN: I don't think so.
MULDER: I'm just thinking about all the people that got hit by lightning, you're the only one to survive. Don't you think you're lucky?
DARREN: Yeah, I guess if you look at it like that you could be right. I could be considered lucky.
Scully notices smoke coming from Mulder's breast pocket.
SCULLY: What's in your pocket?
Mulder quickly pulls his smoking cell phone out of his pocket.
SCULLY: What happened?
MULDER: I don't know.
He drops it as it burns his fingers.
MULDER: It just got hot all of a sudden.
Darren doesn't look surprised.
DARREN: Bummer. I'm going to go now.
Mulder is sarcastic.
MULDER: Thanks for your help.
DARREN: Yep. I'll see you.
Darren leave. Mulder and Scully look down at the cell phone, then at each other.
Night. Oswald house. Darren's mother, Mrs. Oswald, is watching TV. Darren enters and watches her from the doorway.
TV TALK SHOW: Teenagers have been into piercing and sadomasochism and, um, rebellion, extremism. That's something I think that's skipped over.
Channel suddenly changes to a rock music video. Mrs Oswald speaks over her shoulder, irritated.
MRS. OSWALD: Quit fooling with the remote.
She finds the remote under her hip, and changes the channel.
TV TALK SHOW: I used to sleep in a belt at night...
DARREN: Why do you watch all that stuff, anyway? They're a bunch of losers.
MRS. OSWALD: At least they're on TV. I don't see you on TV.
Darren belches loudly.
MRS. OSWALD: Manners don't cost, Darren. They're free! What girl's going to want a belching fool like you?
There's a knock at the door. Zero calls from outside.
ZERO: Hey, Darren?
DARREN: Maybe you'd be surprised.
Darren changes the channel again. Mrs. Oswald, exasperated, tries to change it back, but only gets static. Darren goes outside to Zero. They walk away from the house.
ZERO: You won't believe it, man. You won't believe who came by today.
DARREN: Let me guess. The FBI?
ZERO: How did you know?
DARREN: They came by the garage.
ZERO: They did!? How did they find you?
DARREN: You tell me. You must have said something.
ZERO: No, man, I didn't say squat. Wait up. Come on, man.
He finishes drinking from a bottle then tosses it over his shoulder. He follows Darren up a slope into a nearby cow field.
ZERO: You know I wouldn't do that to you.
DARREN: I think you want to be someplace else right now. 'Cause I'm in the mood for a little barbecue.
ZERO: No. Man. Not the cows, again. Come on, don't. Don't do this. Not now.
Darren, standing in the middle of a field near some cows, shouts up to the sky.
DARREN: All right, I'm listening! I'm ready.
ZERO: Don't do it man.
DARREN: I'm ready, so come on down!
ZERO: I'm outta here!
He runs down the hill, then stumbles and rolls the rest of the way.
DARREN: I'm right here. Come and get me! Come on man! I'm waiting. Come on, man, talk to me! Come on!!!!!!
Lighting flashes down into Darren. He shakes with it for a minute, then falls to the ground. Zero runs back up to check on him.
ZERO: Dude? Are you okay, man?
Darren sits up and smiles.
Next day, same field. Sheriff Teller and team are investigating dead cows. Mulder and Scully drive up. Sheriff Teller is speaking into his phone.
SHERIFF TELLER: Well, have that faxed to my office. Yeah, right away if you can. Thank you, Dean. I appreciate it.
SCULLY: What happened here, Sheriff?
SHERIFF TELLER: Three dead cows. How do you think they died?
SHERIFF TELLER: That's right. I just got off with Dean Greiner at the observatory, which by the way is just about a mile through those trees.
SCULLY: Did they report lightning last night?
SHERIFF TELLER: They can detect every flash of lightning on this planet. Did you know that? Each one emits radio waves at the same exact frequency.
MULDER: The Schuman Resonance. Eight cycles per second. You can pick it up on any transistor radio.
He is needling Sheriff Teller.
MULDER: You see that, Sheriff? I did my homework.
SHERIFF TELLER: Not much question that lightning killed these cows last night. Just like it killed Jack Hammond the night before last.
Mulder looks at a dead cow.
MULDER: Oh, that's certainly the way it looks.
SHERIFF TELLER: Let me show you something else. It's right over here. You see this? Do you know what this is?
MULDER: Looks like a fulgurite. That only happens with lightning ... when sandy soil fuses into glass from the heat of a discharge.
SHERIFF TELLER: How much more proof do you need? Mmm? I'd say your business here is finished.
SCULLY: Mulder, I'd have to say I think he's right.
MULDER: That we're wasting our time chasing lightning?
SCULLY: Well, look at the evidence. What else could it be?
MULDER: I don't know yet.
He strains a little as he pulls the fulgurite out of the ground.
MULDER: This is the first lightning strike I've ever seen that left behind a footprint.
Mulder holds up the glass fulgurite. A partial footprint is clearly visible.
Forensic Lab Johnston County Sheriff's Office
Crime Lab. Scully is making a plaster mold of the footprint.
SCULLY: Here we go. Well, considering it's a partial imprint there's a lot of information here.
MULDER: That's great. Now can you make me a little cherub that squirts water?
Scully ignores his joke, but with a smile.
SCULLY: The tread looks like a standard military boot ... men's ... size 81/2.
Mulder is impressed.
MULDER: 8 1/2? That's pretty impressive, Scully.
SCULLY: Well, it says it right here on the bottom.
Mulder takes it from her.
SCULLY: But I may have something even better. When I was cleaning the imprint to take the mold I found trace amounts of a viscous substance actually imbedded in the fulgurite.
She hands Mulder a vial.
MULDER: What is it?
SCULLY: I'd have to conduct a chemical analysis to be sure, but, uh ... it looks like antifreeze.
MULDER: Darren Oswald.
SCULLY: But why? And how?
MULDER: I don't know, Scully, but lets go see if the shoe fits.
County Road A-7
Highway intersection with traffic light. Suddenly both directions are green. Near car crash in intersection. Drivers yell at each other. Darren is sitting on a catwalk on a nearby billboard laughing to himself. Zero climbs up and sits beside Darren.
ZERO: Dude! What's happening? What's going on?
DARREN: Ah, I don't know. Nothin'.
ZERO: You know, I been thinking ...
DARREN: First time for everything.
Both lights turn green again. Two cars narrowly miss each other, but don't skid around like the previous near miss.
DARREN: Ah, damn. ABS brakes.
ZERO: I'm thinking we should go somewhere ....get out of this hole. Maybe check out Las Vegas. *You* could do some serious damage someplace like that.
DARREN: I'm not going to Las Vegas. I'm not going anywhere, not without Mrs. Kiveat.
ZERO: What makes you think she's going to want to go anywhere with you? She failed you, remember? She thinks you're a retard.
DARREN: Forget school, man. I'm talking about proving my love.
ZERO: How you going to do that?
DARREN: By letting her know how I feel ... how all I ever think about is being with her.
ZERO: Wake up, dude. There's another slight problem. She's married to your boss.
DARREN: Maybe I could fry him.
ZERO: Dude, he's your boss.
DARREN: Not if he's dead he won't be.
ZERO: Are you high? With the FBI hanging around? Just forget about it, okay? You can't compete with Frank. He's good- looking, he's got his own shop plus, he fixes things instead of just smashing stuff up. A woman like that ... wants someone special.
DARREN: I'm special.
ZERO: Yeah, right.
DARREN: No, I'm gonna show her just how special I am.
Light go both green again. Bad car crash. Darren laughs.
DARREN: Whoa! That was a good one. Come on, man. Let's go check it out!
Darren climbs down off the billboard to go check out the damage. Zero slowly follows.
Oswald house. Mulder and Scully are interviewing Mrs. Oswald. They are at door of Darren's messy room.
MRS. OSWALD: Darren ain't worth much. I'm the first one to say it, but he wouldn't hurt a soul. What kind of trouble's he in, anyway?
MULDER: Can we have a few minutes, Mrs. Oswald?
She lets them into the bedroom and leaves.
MULDER: Thank you.
Mulder and Scully look around the room. Scully looks through the closet, and finds a shoe. Mulder sits on the bed and looks through a porn magazine.
SCULLY: Mulder ...
SCULLY: We've got a size match.
MULDER: Eight 1/2?
SCULLY: Yeah, but it still doesn't prove that he killed Jack Hammond.
Scully looks down at the magazine in Mulder's hands.
SCULLY: I'm surprised you haven't already read that issue.
Mulder is completely unabashed.
MULDER: Oh, I have. April is the cruelest month. But mine didn't come with this. I found that between Miss April and "Women of the Ivy League."
He hands her a cut out picture of Sharon Kiveat.
SCULLY: Who is she?
MULDER: I don't know, but it looks like it's from some kind of yearbook photo, see?
"Gravenhurst Eagles" is on the back of the picture.
SCULLY: Mm-hmm. There's a yearbook in Darren's closet.
They thumb through the yearbook.
SCULLY: Her name is Sharon Kiveat.
MULDER: Kiveat... the garage where Darren works is called Kiveat Auto Body.
Scully gives him a "nice catch" look.
Crash scene. Ambulance arrives. Kiveat arrives in his tow truck.
KIVEAT: What happened?
TRAFFIC COP: Some kid got center-punched. Just got his license too. He's pretty bad off.
KIVEAT: Geez. That's rough.
He is in pain, holding his left shoulder.
KIVEAT: You guys ready for me to start clearing the road?
TRAFFIC COP: I'm just directing traffic. You'd better check with the deputy. Hey, pal, are you okay?
TRAFFIC COP: You don't look so good.
Kiveat sees Darren at the side of the road watching him, then he collapses in great pain.
TRAFFIC COP: Hey, somebody get the EMS guys! Take ... take it easy. You're gonna be okay.
The EMS guys run over.
EMS 1: What happened?
TRAFFIC COP: He just collapsed.
EMS 1 : Pulse is thready.
EMS 2: I'll get the kit.
EMS 1: Yeah. It's all right, buddy. Here we go.
Darren approaches Kiveat. Zero speaks to Darren.
ZERO: Where you going? What are you doing? Let's get out of here.
EMS 2 gets back to EMS 1 with the defibrillator.
EMS 1: Let's have it. I got one, two, three. All right. Give me 300 Joules.
EMS 2: It's already charged.
EMS 1: No, it's not. Something's not working here. Get the backup. Come on.
EMS 2 runs back to the ambulance. Darren leaves over Kiveat, in slow motion from Kiveat's point of view.
DARREN: Don't worry, Mr. Kiveat. I've seen how they do it on TV.
Darren places his hands on Kiveat and jolts him with electricity. Machine begins beeping.
EMS 1: Wait .... we got a rhythm. How the hell.....?
He looks at Darren who grins.
DARREN: Rescue 911.
Felton Community Hospital
Mulder is looking through a file at a nurses station and sees Sharon Kiveat drop a cup of water at the cooler. He goes and fills another cup for her.
MULDER: Let me give you a hand with that.
SHARON: Thank you.
MULDER: Mrs. Kiveat? My name is Fox Mulder. I'm with the FBI. I know this is a hard time for you but I'd like to ask you some questions.
SHARON: You were in my husband's garage yesterday.
Pause. Sharon struggles to keep composure.
SHARON: I'm sorry, I can't.
MULDER: I'd like to ask you about Darren Oswald. He was at the scene of the accident, wasn't he?
SHARON: Please, I need to see my husband.
She leaves and goes into Kiveat's room. Scully approaches Mulder.
SCULLY: I just talked to one of the EMS workers. He was pretty rattled.
SCULLY: Frank Kiveat's electrocardiogram.
She shows him.
SCULLY: Take a look at this. See that spike there? That indicates that some kind of electrical intervention started his heart. Except according to the EMS worker, the defibrillator wouldn't charge. The paddles were dead.
MULDER: How did he explain this?
SCULLY: He didn't. All he saw was Darren Oswald touching Kiveat's chest.
MULDER: I've been going over Oswald's chart. There's something I want you to take a look at.
Scully reads the chart.
SCULLY: He was admitted to the ER five months ago in cardiac arrest. Respiratory failure. Class three burns on the back of his skull ... resuscitated after ...Hang on, this is odd. His blood test showed acute hypokalemia.
MULDER: Yeah. What is that?
SCULLY: It's a severe chemical imbalance characterized by high sodium and low potassium levels.
MULDER: Electrolytes, right?
MULDER: And what do electrolytes do?
SCULLY: Well, among other things they generate the electrical impulses in our bodies. Like every time our heart beats or a neuron fires...
MULDER: Okay, it's a leap, Scully, but what if Oswald's electrolyte imbalance is somehow enabling him to generate electricity at levels much higher than normal?
SCULLY: Our body doesn't work like that ...
MULDER: Unless his body is abnormally conductive. Because if that heel print is Oswald's, that means he conducted millions of volts of electricity into the ground and then just walked away.
SCULLY: You're saying he's some kind of lightning rod?
MULDER: No, I'm saying that he *is* lightning and we've got to get to him before he strikes again.
Scully looks at the printout then at Mulder.
Mulder and Scully arrive at the Oswald house. Darren is walking across the field. He tries to get away from Mulder and Scully. They follow him.
MULDER: Darren. Darren! Darren ...
He grabs Darren's shoulder.
DARREN: Don't you touch me, man!
Mulder takes his hand away.
MULDER: Relax, Darren.
DARREN: Don't you touch me!
SCULLY: We just want to talk to you, that's all. Just ask you a few more questions.
DARREN: I didn't do anything.
They go to the car.
Johnston County Jail
Interrogation room. Scully in the middle of an interview with Darren.
DARREN: How many times do I have to say it? I don't know how all those people died.
SCULLY: Why did you run when you saw us?
DARREN: I was taking a walk. Now, that's not against the law, is it? Anyway, you guys should be giving me a medal. I mean, I saved my boss's life.
SCULLY: We're not so sure.
DARREN: Why? Who told you that? Who have you been talking to? You been talking to Zero? He the one who told you that?
Scully sighs, leaves the room. Mulder is waiting for her in the hallway.
MULDER: What did he say?
SCULLY: Not much. Except that he's a hero.
MULDER: How did he say he revived Kiveat?
SCULLY: CPR. He claims he paid attention in health class.
MULDER: I don't think he just resuscitated Frank Kiveat, Scully. I think he set the whole thing up.
SCULLY: How? By causing Kiveat's heart attack?
MULDER: Did you see what he did to my phone?
SCULLY: So what? Are we supposed to charge him with assaulting a cellular phone?
MULDER: I think we should run a full set of lab tests on this kid, Scully.
SCULLY: Mulder, look where we are. We don't have the capability or the time to perform those tests. And without a confession we can only keep him in custody for 72 hours.
MULDER: I can think of only one other person that might be able to help us.
Kiveat house. Mulder and Scully knock. Sharon Kiveat opens the door.
MULDER: Mrs. Kiveat.
SHARON: Please, I ... I can't do this now. I'm, I'm just leaving for the hospital.
MULDER: Darren Oswald's in custody, Mrs. Kiveat. We arrested him this afternoon. But we can't press criminal charges without your help.
SCULLY: Is it okay if we come in?
Later, they sit in Sharon's living room.
SHARON: I teach remedial reading at the high school. Darren was my student.
SCULLY: How would you describe your relationship with him?
SHARON: Well, I'm not blind. I knew he had a crush on me, but, uh ... I felt sorry for him. I thought he was just ... I, I, it just seemed he had more than his share of bad luck.
SCULLY: Did you get him the job at your husband's garage?
SHARON: Yeah, and then, about six months ago, I started getting these phone calls. Someone would call and then hang up.
SCULLY: How did you know it was Darren?
SHARON: The way he looked at me in the garage -- the phone calls made me feel the same way. I just knew.
MULDER: When did you first suspect that Darren was involved in something more than prank calls?
SHARON: He told me.
MULDER: He actually confessed to killing those people?
SHARON: No, but he told me that he had ... powers.
Mulder and Scully look at each other.
SHARON: Dangerous powers.
MULDER: When was this?
SHARON: Right after the last boy was killed.
MULDER: Jack Hammond?
SHARON: See, at first, I didn't believe him. I thought he was just mouthing off. But after what happened today ...
MULDER: Did you tell anyone?
SHARON: Who would have believed me?
Mulder and Scully share another look.
SHARON: And I was afraid. I was afraid of what he might do to me and what he would .... do to my husband.
SCULLY: Well, you don't have to be afraid any more. You and your husband are safe as long as we can count on your testimony.
County Jail. Mulder and Scully enter the interrogation room. Only a Deputy is there.
MULDER: Where's Oswald?
SHERIFF TELLER: I sent him home.
Mulder and Scully turn, surprised.
MULDER: You released him? When?
SHERIFF TELLER: After I read your arrest report.
MULDER: I'll go call Sharon Kiveat.
He leaves quickly. Teller speaks to Scully.
SHERIFF TELLER: "Suspicion of homicide by emission of direct electric current?" You don't really believe this.
SCULLY: I believe that Darren Oswald was involved somehow in the deaths of those four people. And I believe it was irresponsible for you to let him go.
SHERIFF TELLER: Let me get this straight, now. You're telling me this kid's throwing lightning bolts.
SCULLY: In effect.
SHERIFF TELLER: In effect? There's no scientific basis for that claim. This is speculation based on nothing. You have no hard evidence, no proof...
SCULLY: You said yourself, Sheriff, even science can't explain how lightning works.
Mulder returns, concerned.
MULDER: Mrs. Kiveat's not home.
SCULLY: She's on her way to the hospital.
Mulder and Scully run out. Sheriff Teller looks a little worried.
Night. Video game parlor. Zero flips the main power supply switch and everything goes out except for Darren's favorite game. Zero, alone, looks around nervously.
Jukebox starts up.
ZERO: Come on, man, where are you? What are you doing, man?! I said I didn't tell them!
He frantically unlocks the front door and goes outside.
ZERO: God! I didn't say nothing, man! I swear! Why are you doing this, man! We're buddies!
Lightning hits him, and he falls dead to the ground, quarters spilling from his hands and pockets. Darren, from the roof looks down at Zero's body.
Felton Community Hospital
Hospital. Mulder and Scully exit the elevator and approach the nurse's station. Mulder shows his badge to a nurse.
MULDER: Excuse me, miss? Call security. Have them deny entry to the hospital to everyone except emergency personnel.
They arrive at Kiveat's room. Sharon is with her unconscious husband.
SHARON: What is it?
SCULLY: We need you to come with us right away.
SHARON: Why? What's wrong?
MULDER: Darren Oswald. He was released from custody.
SHARON: But how? How - how could that happen? You said that we didn't have to worry, that we were safe.
SCULLY: Look, we don't have much time. Come with us and we'll tell you everything.
SHARON: The doctor said my husband cannot leave this room. I am not going to leave him here.
MULDER: I'll stay with him. You go with Agent Scully.
SCULLY: Sharon, please.
The lights go out.
MULDER: He's here.
The Elevator dings. Mulder and Scully run to the elevator and pull out their guns. The elevator opens. Zero's body is in elevator. Scully checks for a pulse.
SCULLY: He's dead.
NURSE: Oh my God.
SCULLY: How many other access points to this floor?
NURSE: Other than the elevator, just the stairway.
Mulder calls to Scully as he runs off.
MULDER: Stay with them.
MULDER: I'm going after Oswald.
Gun drawn, Mulder walks through a red lit stairway. He sees an electric door panel sparking.
Darren walks through dark halls then pushes back the curtain in Kiveat's room.
DARREN: Mrs. Kiveat?
Scully is behind him, holding her gun.
SCULLY: Darren, don't move.
DARREN: Where is she?
Sharon appears behind Scully. Darren advances on them.
SCULLY: I said don't move, Darren.
DARREN: Mrs. Kiveat?
SCULLY: Stop. I'm warning you.
Darren holds out his hand to Sharon.
DARREN: All right, come with me. Please, Mrs. Kiveat because there's some things ... there's stuff that I need to tell you.
SCULLY: I want you step back inside that room.
DARREN: Are you coming with me, Mrs. Kiveat?
SCULLY: She's not going anywhere with you, Darren.
Darren becomes threatening.
DARREN: I can hurt you.
SCULLY: I can hurt you too. I'm going to give you three seconds. One ...
DARREN: Now, I'm done fooling around now!
Sharon steps between them. Scully give her a "What the *bleep* are you doing!" look.
SHARON: Stop it!
She speaks to Darren.
SHARON: I'll go with you. Okay? If that's what you want, I'll go. Just ... stop it.
SCULLY: Sharon, we can work this all out, right here.
SHARON: No, we can't.
Darren is mesmerized by Sharon.
DARREN: All right. All right, then.
Sharon goes with Darren. Scully watches them, frustrated, as Darren leads Sharon away.
Night. Darren and Mrs. Kiveat are walking outside the hospital hand in hand.
DARREN: You were the only person that was ever nice to me. You know that? I mean .. Hey, you remember that first day in class when you wore that green dress with the yellow flowers on it? And when you stood in front of the window you could almost see through it?
Sharon is naturally nervous.
SHARON: Where - where are we going? Where are you taking me?
DARREN: I don't know. Anywhere you want to go. I got money from a cash machine, you know. Plus, you know, we can take any car you want. You know, you just take your pick, you know. I mean, we can take an Accord or a Maxima. Do you like any of those? Or hey, you know, if you don't want to go Japanese, you know, how about a Taurus?
Looks over at and starts what is probably Mulder and Scully's car, with a grin.
DARREN: Nah, you're right. You know, all these cars suck. We'll just boost one of them for right now and then we'll trade it later.
Sheriff Teller drives up and gets out of the car.
DARREN: Just take it easy, Mrs. Kiveat, all right?
Sharon takes off running. Darren watches her go, disbelieving.
DARREN: No. Mrs. Kiveat?
SHERIFF TELLER: Hey! Come over here. Come on over here!
Darren runs after Sharon. Mulder grabs Sharon as she runs past him by some bushes and puts his hand over her mouth.
DARREN: Mrs. Kiveat? Mrs. Kiveat, where are you?
He is getting upset.
DARREN: Ah, come on now. I said I'd take care of you! What else did you want? I'd have given you anything.
He's crying now.
DARREN: Anything you wanted! Mrs. Kiveat!
Sheriff Teller walks up to Darren.
SHERIFF TELLER: Ok, son. Turn around. Let's go. Look, I don't know what kind of trouble you're up to but I want some answers. DARREN: No!! I want some answers!!
A storm begins building.
DARREN: Where is she? Come on, now, you're pissing me off!!!
Mulder leaves Sharon and holds his gun on Darren. He yells.
MULDER: Teller, get out of there!
DARREN: Tell me where she is!!!!!!!!!
A violent lightning strike hits a tree, then arcs through Sheriff Teller's flashlight killing him. Bolt hits Darren. He staggers, then falls as Mulder watches. Scully joins Mulder and they look at the bodies.
Oklahoma State Psychiatric Hospital
Scully walks down the hall and joins Mulder where he is looking in Darren's room.
SCULLY: I just got off the phone with the coroner. He's ruling Teller's death accidental.
MULDER: Lightning? What about the scientists at the observatory? What do they have to say?
SCULLY: They also reported lightning last night. I talked to the DA. He has no idea how to begin building a case.
MULDER: What about the tests I asked for?
SCULLY: The results came in five minutes ago.
SCULLY: Nothing unusual was detected, Mulder. The electrolytes, the blood gas levels, brain wave activity. Based on the science of all the data that's been gathered ...
MULDER: ... Darren Oswald is a perfectly normal, perfectly healthy kid. You believe that, Scully?
She looks at him.
MULDER: Neither do I.
They watch Darren watching TV. Heavy metal music. Name of song - "Live Fast Diarrhea!" His face is deadpan as he stares not quite at the screen then right at Mulder and Scully. On the television, channels are changing frequently. Weather channel, a game show, a cooking show where someone is pouring a brown sauce that looks, well, like the name of the song in Darren's head. Last shot of Darren, then static.