2X25 Anasazi (englisches Transkript)
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|Transcribed by Rob and JRBLilac
Edited by Libby, Used with kind permission from Libby (www.chelonium.plus.com)
[On-screen translations in curled brackets.]
Two Grey Hills, New Mexico
It is night. In a house a Native American boy is awakened by the effects of an earthquake.
Next morning. The boy, Eric, puts on his jacket while his father and grandfather eat breakfast. On the radio, a newscaster reports that the earthquake rocked New Mexico somewhere under the desert, it was a 5.6 tremor that was felt as far away south as Corona and Roswell.
FATHER: Where are you going?
ERIC HOSTEEN: Riding. I'll be back in a few hours.
ALBERT HOSTEEN: Eric. Leave the snakes alone today. They'll be angry and afraid.
Eric nods, and leaves.
FATHER: [What is it? )
ALBERT HOSTEEN: [The Earth has a secret it needs to tell. )
Outside, Eric starts up his motorbike and rides away.
Eric rides to a pit. He sees the top of a metal object in the quarry. He climbs down and scrapes sand off it to reveal a hatch.
Later. Eric is back and standing outside the house.
ERIC HOSTEEN: I found something. You better come see.
Six children are standing over something.
ERIC HOSTEEN: What do you think it is?
FATHER: I don't know.
Albert says something in Navajo and then goes back inside.
ERIC HOSTEEN: What did he say?
FATHER: He said it should be returned. They will be coming.
The 'thing' is a hybrid skeleton.
The Thinker is reading "The 50 Greatest Conspiracies Of All Time" while his computer is trying to log in passcodes. It starts bleeping.
THE THINKER: You bitch! Beautiful!
He has hacked into something and inserts a DAT tape into a computer bay.
United Nations Building
New York City
An official is walking down a hall and knocks on a door. He enters.
ITALIAN OFFICIAL: [What is it, Antonio?)
ANTONIO: [Someone has broken into the MJ documents. )
ITALIAN OFFICIAL: [Who would do such a thing?)
He picks up the phone.
ANTONIO: [I don't know.)
Elsewhere, a Japanese official answers his phone.
JAPANESE OFFICIAL: [From whom did you hear this? Has everyone been told?)
GERMAN OFFICIAL: [Yes, I understand. No, this is their problem. They must take care of it promptly.)
He hangs up and calls CSM who answers his phone.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Yes.
GERMAN OFFICIAL: [You are familiar with the MJ file?)
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: [Ja. I have already taken care of it.)
GERMAN OFFICIAL: [Good.)
CSM speaks to other people, unseen, in the room.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Gentlemen. That was the phone call I never wanted to get.
In Dover, Delaware. Black ops military break down The Thinkers' apartment door and search the apartment. One man sits at the computer and taps at the keys.
Mulder's apartment. Mulder is getting water from the tap. He swallows some pills. There are several knocks on his door. He opens the door – it's the Lone Gunmen.
MULDER: What are you doing here?
BYERS: Can we talk inside?
The three enter.
MULDER: I'm not feeling well. I didn't sleep last night. I'm really not in the mood for the Three Stooges.
Frohike checks through the closed window blind.
FROHIKE: I don't think we've been followed.
MULDER: Who would follow you?
BYERS: Multinational black ops unit. Code name Garnet.
LANGLY: Trained killers. School of the American Alumni.
MULDER: Have you boys been defacing library books again?
FROHIKE: They don't want us. They want him.
Frohike hands Mulder and piece of paper.
MULDER: Kenneth Soona.
LANGLY: We think that's his real name.
BYERS: You've heard us refer to him as The Thinker.
MULDER: What did he do?
BYERS: Hacked into the Defense Department computer system.
Now Mulder is paying attention.
BYERS: The Thinker's an anarchist and a snoop. Whatever he got into has made him a very wanted man. Customs and immigration are on full alert. Every port of egress is closed.
MULDER: What are you coming to me for?
BYERS: In his last communiqué, The Thinker named a meeting place and a three hour time window. He asked specifically for you.
LANGLY: The only problem is he may already be dead.
A gun shot is heard. The Gunmen duck.
They all rush out of Mulder's apartment to find people standing outside of another apartment.
MULDER: What happened?
WOMAN: She just shot her husband. They'd been married for thirty years. It's like she went crazy.
COP: Everybody go back to your apartment, we'll handle this.
US Botanic Garden
Mulder sits down until The Thinker walks toward him.
THE THINKER: I... I don't want you to know my real name. I... I just don't think it's that important that you know.
MULDER: Sounds like a line I used in a bar once.
THE THINKER: Look, I'm sorry about the wait but I kinda got this ninja party shaking my butt.
MULDER: Why? What've you got?
THE THINKER: Well if I'm correct I got the original Defense Departments UFO intelligence files. Everything from the 1940's and up.
THE THINKER: Everything. Roswell, MJ12 and beyond.
MULDER: You've read them?
THE THINKER: Not entirely. I downloaded all I could and then I split. I mean, I knew that these guys were gonna be after me.
MULDER: What makes you think they know who you are?
THE THINKER: I didn't take any precautions. I mean I... I didn't even expect to get inside.
He gives Mulder a package.
MULDER: You know they always denied that these files even existed. What do you want from me?
THE THINKER: I want the truth. And I want you to promise that those rat bastards answer to the people.
Mulder looks at the tape and puts it in his computer. Scully walks in.
SCULLY: Mulder, Skinner's looking for you.
MULDER: Come in and lock the door.
SCULLY: Why, what's going on?
MULDER: Are you familiar with the ten commandments, Scully?
SCULLY: You want me to recite them?
MULDER: No. Just number 4, the one about obeying the Sabbath, the part about where God made Heaven and Earth but didn't bother to tell anybody about his side projects.
SCULLY: What are you talking about?
MULDER: The biggest lie of all.
The screen shows "Department Of Defense. Top Secret."
SCULLY: What is this?
MULDER: The Holy Grail. The original Defense Department files. Hard evidence that the government has known about the existence of extraterrestrials for almost fifty years.
SCULLY: Where did you get this?
MULDER: Your friendly neighborhood anarchist.
The screen shows a strange code.
MULDER: No, I don't believe this. This is just gibberish.
He stands up, hits a pencil holder off the desk, kicks the waste paper bin.
MULDER: Damn it. I'm so sick of this crap, BS and double talk. I can't believe this.
Scully sits at the desk, looking at the computer screen.
SCULLY: Mulder, this may not be gibberish.
MULDER: It's a joke, Scully, it's a bad joke!
SCULLY: I think it's just encrypted and I think I recognize it. It looks like Navajo. It was used during World War II. My father told me it was the only code the Japanese couldn't break, I... I remember the long strings of consonants.
MULDER: Well, can you find out?
SCULLY: Well, only a handful of people can decipher it.
MULDER: Then find one of 'em.
He goes to walk out.
SCULLY: Mulder. Are you okay?
MULDER: Yeah. I just haven't been sleeping.
Skinner is walking out of his office.
SKINNER: Agent Mulder. I need to speak with you.
SKINNER: In my office.
MULDER: Why? Is this another jerk-off assignment where I end up doing the government's dirty work?
SKINNER: It's about a rumor that you may be in receipt of some sensitive files.
MULDER: I don't know anything about that.
Mulder turns around to walk away.
SKINNER: Agent Mulder, listen... I'm talking to you...
Skinner grabs Mulder's shoulder and Mulder punches Skinner. They fight and other agents intervene. Skinner grabs Mulder and holds him.
SKINNER: Are we finished, Agent Mulder? Are we done?
Mulder quietens down and Skinner pushes him away.
SKINNER: We're done.
Scully walks into Skinner's office. Other Agents are there, sat at the conference table..
SCULLY: You wanted to see me, sir?
SKINNER: Yes, Agent Scully. Please have a seat.
Scully does so.
AGENT #1: Agent Scully, you heard about the incident here, in the hallway yesterday.
SCULLY: Yes, sir.
AGENT #1: Do you have any explanation as to Agent Mulder's bizarre behavior?
SCULLY: No, sir. Agent Mulder told me that he was having trouble sleeping.
AGENT #2: Do you think Agent Mulder confides in you, Agent Scully?
SCULLY: Of course, he's my partner.
AGENT #3: Your partner. Weren't you originally assigned to agent Mulder to debunk his work?
SCULLY: Yes, sir. A year and a half ago. I've been writing regular reports stating the validity of Agent Mulder's work on the X-Files.
AGENT #3: Would you lie to protect him?
SCULLY: Am I accused of lying?
AGENT #2: Agent Mulder has been advised of a disciplinary hearing. If there's something we learn at that meeting that you haven't stated here today, you could be subject to the same summary action.
SCULLY: What action is that?
SKINNER: Dismissal without chance of reinstatement.
SCULLY: Is that all, sir?
SKINNER: Yes, Agent Scully, thank you.
The door bell rings. Bill Mulder answers the door - it's the Cigarette-Smoking Man.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Hello, Bill.
BILL MULDER: What are you doing here?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I've come on some pressing business.
BILL MULDER: We had agreed that you would never...
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: That was a long time ago, Bill. There have been some unforeseen events.
Now Bill Mulder and CSM are sitting at a table.
BILL MULDER: No one was supposed to know.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Who could have predicted the future, Bill? That the computers you and I only dreamed of would someday be home appliances capable of the most technical espionage.
BILL MULDER: The files should have been destroyed.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: They should have, but they weren't. Regret is an inevitable consequence of life.
BILL MULDER: How do you know my son has them?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: The man who stole them has come forward.
BILL MULDER: Oh, God.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: As always we maintain plausible denial. The files are only as real as their possible authentication.
BILL MULDER: My name is in those files.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: The files have been encrypted of course. We have a certain luxury of time. We endeavored to prevent that fact from ever coming to light.
BILL MULDER: You wouldn't... harm him?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I've protected him this long, haven't I? Your son has been provident in the alliances that he's created. The last thing we need is a martyr or a crusade.
BILL MULDER: But if he should, learn of my involvement...
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: You're your own man, Bill. You always have been. But I strongly encourage you in that event, to deny everything.
CSM stands and puts his hand on Bill's shoulder. Bill flinches.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: It's good to see you again, Bill. You look well.
The Cigarette-Smoking Man leaves.
Mulder's Apartment. Mulder is sleeping - someone is walking toward him. He wakes up and scrambles for his gun. Scully sticks out her hand to clam him.
SCULLY: You didn't answer your door.
MULDER: Oh. I took a pill.
SCULLY: I couldn't find you at work. I was worried about you.
MULDER: I came home. I must be running a fever. Maybe it's the threat of being burnt at the stake.
Mulder takes a sip of water.
SCULLY: They called me in today.
MULDER: What did you tell them?
SCULLY: That nothing was wrong.
MULDER: Well, you told them the truth, then.
SCULLY: Mulder, you opened the door for them, they're just looking for a good reason now.
MULDER: Okay, I'll say I'm sorry.
SCULLY: Mulder, these files. Who knows you have them?
SCULLY: Because I had to lie today. And I put my job in jeopardy in order to do so. If they find out about those files....
MULDER: How would they find out?
SCULLY: Maybe they already know. The question is, is it worth it? Is this cassette worth risking everything?
MULDER: I'll tell you when I find out what's on it. Now just tell me who I can talk to about breaking that code!
SCULLY: I'm meeting with someone in an hour. I might know something later tonight, I just need some kind of assurance that they're not going to let us hang ourselves with this. That I'm doing the right thing.
Mulder goes over to the window and pulls up the blind.
MULDER: I'll try to find out.
Mulder tapes an X to the window.
SCULLY: I need to know one more thing, Mulder. Why did you attack Skinner?
MULDER: I've thought about that, Scully. I honestly can't say.
Scully leaves. Mulder angles the desk lamp to shine on the window.
Offices Of The Navajo Nation
Scully and an interpreter for the government are in her office. The interpreter is looking at some papers while Scully waits.
NAVAJO WOMAN: This is all you have?
SCULLY: Currently, yes.
NAVAJO WOMAN: There are words I recognize but you'll need an actual code talker to make any sense of this. I know a man who might help. I could have him contact you.
SCULLY: Yeah, thank you... er... can you tell me which words you do recognize?
NAVAJO WOMAN: This word, it means goods, merchandise. And this one means vaccination. They're both modern words which is why they stand out.
SCULLY: Thank you. You've been very helpful.
Mulder's Apartment. It's now night. Mulder sits in the dark, still drinking water. The phone rings. Mulder answers it.
BILL MULDER: Fox, this is your father, I need to see you right away.
MULDER: Where are you?
BILL MULDER: I'm at home. How soon can you be here?
Mulder looks at the X on the window.
BILL MULDER: Fox, it's very important.
Later, Scully enters Mulder's apartment.
She walks to the desk and picks up some papers. Then a gun shot is fired and she falls to the floor. A car is heard driving away at high speed. Scully looks at the bullet hole in the window and then the bullet hole in the opposite wall. She puts her hand to her head and looks at the blood on her fingers.
Bill Mulder's House. Bill answers the door and greets Mulder.
BILL MULDER: Fox.
The two hug.
MULDER: What is it, Dad?
BILL MULDER: Come in.
Mulder enters and Bill shuts and locks the door. They then sit and talk.
BILL MULDER: It's... It's so clear now. Simple. It was so complicated then. The choices that needed to be made.
MULDER: What choices, Dad?
BILL MULDER: You're a smart boy, Fox. You're smarter than I ever was.
Bill gets to his feet and looks out the window, then turns to Mulder.
MULDER: About what?
BILL MULDER: Your politics are yours You have never thrown in. The minute you do that, their doctrines become yours and you can be held responsible.
MULDER: You're talking about your work in the state department.
BILL MULDER: You're going to learn of things... Fox, you're going to hear the words and they'll come to make sense to you.
MULDER: What words?
BILL MULDER: The merchandise.
Bill appears distressed and Mulder gets to his feet and puts his hand on his father's shoulder.
BILL MULDER: Look I, I've been taking some medication. You'll have to excuse me for a moment.
Bill goes to the bathroom and looks at himself in the mirror of the medicine cabinet. He opens the cabinet and takes out a pill bottle. When he closes the cabinet door, in the mirror Krycek can be seen standing in the shower cubicle. Back in the sitting room, Mulder hears a gun shot and he runs into the bathroom. He finds his father lying on the floor, blood rickling from is mouth and pooling around his head.
MULDER: Dad? Dad. Dad
He hears tires screech. Mulder puts his hand under his father's head.
MULDER: Oh, Dad.
BILL MULDER: Forgive me...
Bill Mulder dies.
Mulder carries his father to the sofa and uses his cell phone to call Scully who is still in his apartment.
MULDER: My father's dead, Scully.
SCULLY: Where are you?
MULDER: They shot him and he's dead.
SCULLY: Mulder, where are you? Just tell me where you are.
MULDER: I'm on the Vineyard.
SCULLY: Who shot him, Mulder?
MULDER: I don't know.
SCULLY: Mulder, were you arguing?
MULDER: I didn't do it, Scully. He was trying to tell me something.
SCULLY: Mulder, listen to me...
MULDER: You gotta believe me, Scully.
SCULLY: Mulder, I believe you, just listen to me, you've got to get out of there, you have to leave immediately.
MULDER: I can't leave the crime scene. It'll look like I'm running, like I'm guilty.
SCULLY: Mulder, they're going to suspect you anyway. You've got no ID on the shooter, you, your behavior has been irrational recently, Mulder, can't you see that everything is pointing directly at you?
MULDER: He was shot with somebody else's weapon.
SCULLY: Damn it, Mulder, you're an FBI agent, you have access to weapons other than your own!
MULDER: All right. Meet me back at my apartment.
SCULLY: No. No you can't come home. Someone shot through your window tonight, they almost killed me, they might be trying to kill you.
Scully opens the door to her apartment to a ragged looking Mulder, she helps him in.
SCULLY: Mulder. My God. Look at you. You're sick.
She quickly closes and the door and starts unzipping Mulder's jacket as he stumbles into a chair.
MULDER: I'm okay.
SCULLY: No come on, I want you to lie down on.
She helps him back to his feet.
SCULLY: Let me take your coat off.
MULDER: We gotta find him, Scully.
SCULLY: No, you have to lie down. Over here.
She helps him into her bedroom and onto her bed. She goes to wet a cloth.
MULDER: We gotta find out who killed my father.
SCULLY: Well, right now you need to rest okay, rest. It's okay. Okay.
She places the wet cloth on his forehead.
Mulder is still in Scully's bed, wearing just underpants, the bedding having been thrown back. He wakes up and climbs out of the bed.
He picks up his jeans and sees that his gun holster is empty.
A technician is firing bullets into a tank.
TECHNICIAN: I'll run a comparison as soon as they send me the bullet removed from the victim.
SCULLY: How long will it take to determine if they're a match?
TECHNICIAN: They're both 9mm rounds. Run the specs, compare the strike. We should know pretty much right away.
Scully's phone rings. Scully answers it.
MULDER: You took my gun. You think I did it, don't you?
SCULLY: I took your gun to run it through ballistics to try and clear you, Mulder.
MULDER: Well, why didn't you ask me?
SCULLY: You had a temperature of 102 last night, I didn't want to wake you.
MULDER: What were you afraid that I was going to shoot you too?
SCULLY: Mulder, I'm being called into Skinner's office this afternoon, they're going to want answers and I'd like some good ones to give them.
MULDER: So you can clear your conscience and your name?! You've been making reports on me since the beginning, Scully, taking your little notes!
SCULLY: Mulder, you're sick, you're not thinking straight, I'm on your side. You know that.
MULDER: Look, you have my files and you have my gun. Don't ask me for my trust.
Mulder hangs up.
Scully goes to Mulder's apartment. She pulls out the bullet from the wall. Then she notices something outside, through the window. She looks through the blind and sees an unmarked van. A man goes to the van, wheeling what looks like a gas canister. She goes to the basement of the apartment block. There are number of containers similar to the one the man was taking away, and they are labeled 'soft water systems'. One is much newer and has an extra component on the pipework. She disengages the container and removes the component.
A cab draws up outside Mulder's apartment block and Mulder gets out. As he walks up the steps to the front door, he sees someone go around the side of the building. He runs through the building to the other side. He looks around the corner and sees Krycek, who is pulling out his gun. Mulder ducks back around the corner and reaches for his own gun, but of course his holster is empty. He flattens himself against the wall and listens as Krycek approaches. He lunges at Krycek, who drops his gun. The two trade punches then Mulder gets Krycek on the ground and punches him. He then grabs Krycek's gun and aims it at him.
MULDER: I'm going to kill you anyway, Krycek, so you may as well tell me the truth. Did you kill my father? Did you kill him... answer me.
Mulder pulls him to his feet and backhands him with his left fist. Krycek falls to the ground again and Mulder kicks him. Then he pulls him to his feet and aims the gun at his face.
SCULLY: Mulder, don't shoot him. Just back away.
Scully points her gun at Mulder.
MULDER: He killed my father, Scully.
SCULLY: I have him, Mulder.
MULDER: No, Scully...
Mulder starts pulling on the trigger then Scully shoots him and he falls backwards. Krycek runs off. Scully rushes over to Mulder who is unconscious, a bullet wound in his shoulder.
WOMAN'S VOICE: Oh my God. Somebody call the police.
Albert Hosteen is standing over Mulder.
ALBERT HOSTEEN: He's awake.
Mulder is lying in a bed, his shoulder has been bandaged.
SCULLY: Mulder, Mulder it's me. Here drink some of that, you haven't had any water in over 36 hours.
She hands him a glass of water. They appear to be in a motel room. Mulder tries to sit up and Scully puts some pillows behind him.
SCULLY: Your shoulder's going to be fine. The round went through nice and clean.
MULDER: You shot me.
SCULLY: Yes, I did. You didn't give me much choice, you were about to shoot Krycek.
MULDER: Why'd you shoot me? He's the one.
SCULLY: If he is, then his weapon is probably the same one that killed your father.
MULDER: What are you talking about?
SCULLY: If you killed Krycek with that weapon there would have been no way to prove that you didn't kill your father. I'm sorry about your father, Mulder. I haven't been able to tell you.
MULDER: How'd you know it was Krycek?
SCULLY: I didn't. I went back to your apartment to pull the slug from the wall, but I noticed an unmarked van delivering soft water and I found this in one of the tanks servicing your building.
She shows him the component she took from the container.
MULDER: What is it?
SCULLY: It's a dialysis filter. It's a device used in the transmission of substances to solution. Considering the level of psychosis you were experiencing, it was possibly LSD, amphetamines or some kind of exotic dopamine agonist.
MULDER: Oh my God. There was a murder in my building.
SCULLY: Well it wasn't an exercise in subtlety. Mulder, these men are quite possibly the same ones who killed your father and who systematically tried to destroy you by turning everyone you could trust against you. I don't think I have to tell you why.
MULDER: I'd gotten too close to the truth. Where are we?
SCULLY: We're in Farmington, New Mexico.
MULDER: New Mexico?
Albert, who has been sitting at a desk by the window looking at papers, gets up and walks over to the bed.
SCULLY: We've just driven two days across country, I had to put you out to let the side effects of the psychosis abate. This is Albert Hosteen, he's been translating your files.
ALBERT HOSTEEN: You're lucky she's a good shot.
MULDER: Or a bad one.
SCULLY: Albert was a Navajo code talker during World War II. He helped encode the original government documents.
MULDER: How'd you find him?
SCULLY: Through a woman in Washington. But he claims he knew you were coming.
ALBERT HOSTEEN: Last week we had an omen.
Albert goes over to the door and leaves.
SCULLY: Most of these files are written in jargon but apparently there was an international conspiracy of silence dating back to the 1940's. Albert says that evidence of these secrets are buried on a Navajo reservation not far from here. He says that he'll take you as soon as you are able.
Mulder carefully sits up.
MULDER: What about you?
SCULLY: I'm afraid you're on your own with this. I didn't show up for a meeting with Skinner the day before yesterday and I don't know what the repercussions will be.
MULDER: You've taken a big risk.
SCULLY: I was certain they would have killed you, Mulder.
Mulder stands up and goes towards the bathroom door.
MULDER: Thank you. Thank you for taking care of me.
SCULLY: There's something else. My name is in those files. It appears in the latest entries with Duane Barry's.
MULDER: In what context?
SCULLY: It's not clear, but it has something to do with a test. I want you to find out, Mulder. I need you to.
Navajo Nation National Reservation
Mulder and Albert are in a car.
MULDER: You said you knew I was coming.
ALBERT HOSTEEN: In the desert, things find a way to survive. Secrets are like this too. They push their way up through the sands of deception so men can know them. Here, this is my house.
They pull up at Albert's house.
MULDER: But why me?
ALBERT HOSTEEN: You are prepared to accept the truth aren't you, to sacrifice yourself to it.
MULDER: I don't understand.
ALBERT HOSTEEN: There was a tribe of Indians who lived here more than 600 years ago. Their name was Anasazi, it means ancient aliens. No evidence of their fate exists. Historians say they disappeared without a trace. They say that because they will not sacrifice themselves to the truth.
MULDER: And what is the truth?
ALBERT HOSTEEN: Nothing disappears without a trace.
MULDER: You think they were abducted.
ALBERT HOSTEEN: By visitors who come here still.
Albert gets out of the car, Mulder follows him. Eric has come out of the house.
MULDER: What's buried out there?
ALBERT HOSTEEN: Lies. You will see for yourself.
Mulder gets on the back of Eric's bike.
Eric drives the motorcycle through the quarry. He stops and points to a spot.
ERIC HOSTEEN: It's through these rocks. It's down there.
Eric and Mulder climb down the rockface, Mulder holding his left arm against his chest. Just as they reach the bottom, his cell phone rings.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: You're a hard man to reach.
MULDER: Not hard enough apparently.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Where are you?
MULDER: I'm at the Betty Ford Center, where are you?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I need to talk to you, Mr. Mulder, in person. There are some things to explain.
MULDER: I'll save the government the plane fare, I just need to know which government that is.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Your father may have told you things, Mr. Mulder. I should warn against taking those things at face value.
MULDER: Yeah, which things are those?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: He was never an opponent of the project. In fact he authorized it. That's what he couldn't live with.
MULDER: No, he couldn't live with it because you had him killed.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: We weren't involved in that.
MULDER: Now listen to me, you black-lunged son of a bitch, I'm going to expose you and your project, your time is over.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Expose anything and you only expose your father.
Mulder hangs up.
The Cigarette-Smoking gets out of his car. A helicopter is parked nearby.
BLACK OPS GUY 1: Sir, we got a co-ordinate on F, were ready to go.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Let's go.
He runs over to the helicopter, climbs in and buckles his safety belt.
BLACK OPS GUY 2: Ready to take her up.
The helicopter takes off.
Eric and Mulder have reached the object in the sand. Mulder scrapes sand off a plaque which reads Sierra Pacific Railroad RTC - 567 480.
ERIC HOSTEEN: Over here.
Mulder walks over to Eric.
MULDER: This is a boxcar.
Mulder and Eric open the hatch into the boxcar.
ERIC HOSTEEN: Refrigeration car.
Eric has found a hatch and pulls it open.
Scully's cell phone rings.
MULDER: Yeah, it's me.
SCULLY: Where are you?
MULDER: Nowhere I ever expected.
SCULLY: What do you mean?
MULDER: I'm in a boxcar buried inside a quarry. There are bodies everywhere.
MULDER: Stacked floor to ceiling.
SCULLY: What happened to them?
MULDER: I don't know.
Mulder looks at the hybrid bodies piled in a corner one on top of the other.
SCULLY: Mulder, in these files I found references to experiments that were conducted here in the US by Axis-power scientists who were given amnesty after the war.
MULDER: What kind of experiments?
SCULLY: Some kind of tests, on humans. But they're referred to as merchandise.
MULDER: But these aren't human, Scully. From the look of it I'd say they were alien.
SCULLY: Are you sure?
MULDER: I'm pretty damn sure. Wait a sec...
Mulder looks at the arm of one of the merchandise.
MULDER: This one... has a smallpox vaccination scar.
MULDER: Oh, my God, Scully, what have they done?
Then the hatch is closed. Eric has closed the hatch on hearing the approaching helicopter. The helicopter lands and black ops military rush out. Eric is still on top of the boxcar.
BLACK OPS GUY 1: Move out, get away from there, keep him back. Cover us, were going in. Go.
They open the hatch and drop into the boxcar. One soldier has hold of Eric. CSM goes over to him.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: What's your name, boy?
Eric just looks at him. One soldier appears in the hatch.
BLACK OPS GUY 1: He's not here.
CSM speaks to Eric.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Where's Mulder? He's here.
BLACK OPS GUY 1: No sir, if he was, he's vanished without a trace.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Nothing vanishes without a trace. Burn it!
CSM pulls Eric away and into the helicopter. An incendiary device is thrown into the boxcar and all the soldiers run back into the helicopter which takes off. The device explodes and flames fly from the open hatch.
TO BE CONTINUED