EXT. DESERTED ISLAND – DAY
MAY 17, 1994
TWELVE YEARS AGO
The beach is untouched. The only sound heard
is that of the ocean waves as they gentle splash onto the shoreline.
A palm tree blows in the gentle wind.
INT. LABORATORY – SOMEWHAT CONTINUOUS TIME
A scientist, Dr. Kosuke Hashimoto, walks down
the clean white hallways. He walks by a symbol painted in black that
resembles a human brain. The symbol has the word “SUBVERSION” in the
center of this circular design.
Dr. Hashimoto walks through windowless doors
and into his office. He wears a white lab coat with “Project Subversion”
on the left breast pocket. His name, “Dr. K. Hashimoto”, has been
stitched in black underneath the project name. In his hands he carries
a metal clipboard with the project logo stamped on the back.
He stops by his desk and hits the “play” button
on his cassette player and a second later “Mr. Sandman” by The Chordettes
starts to play.
Hashimoto makes his way over to an observation
window. He looks in at a man strapped down. Hashimoto enters the room
and approaches the patient, Carlos Reyes.
Carlos Reyes does not respond to the doctor
entering the room. He is in a catatonic state, starring up into nothingness.
Hashimoto sets down his metal clipboard on a
counter across the room from Carlos. He picks up a syringe and fills
it with a white substance. He turns to look at Carlos as he taps the
air bubbles out of the syringe. He goes up to him and injects the
white substance into his head.
Hashimoto turns his back to Carlos and goes
over to the counter, allowing time for the white substance to kick
He sets the syringe down and picks up his pen
and clipboard from the counter. The papers on the clipboard read “Week
4 Analysis” as the heading, in big black letters. Under the “Subject”
entry, the number code “A1104” is printed, indicating Carlos’s test
Hashimoto looks down at Carlos and sees tears
streaming down his face. He unlocks the straps that have been holding
Carlos down. Carlos does not notice, nor does he attempt to get out
of his current location. He cannot move.
Tell me what you feel.
Carlos speaks as if in a trans or dream-like
state. He is unaware of his surroundings.
What do you smell?
Smoke. Flesh burning.
Another tear falls down Carlos’s face.
What do you see?
Monica... she’s trapped.
They’re all trapped. Fire burns around them.
Who are “they”?
Mama, Papa, my brothers, my sisters.
Hashimoto writes on the papers.
I can’t get them out.
What’s happening to them?
They are burned. Trapped by fire.
There’s nothing I can do.
Where are you during all this?
I can’t move.
Hashimoto jots down what he says. He sets the
clipboard on Carlos and straps him back down on the table.
Hashimoto turns and walks out of the room. He
shuts the door behind him and goes over to his desk and sits down.
He writes on the paper: “Mental suggestions of fears successful. Subject
A1104 did not move, nor did subject attempt to escape during testing
Hashimoto is interrupted by the sound of a man
screaming from down the hallway. The scream comes from the location
of the Breeding Room. He sets down his pen and stands up, going towards
He leaves his office and stands in the empty
hallway. He listens, but does not hear anything.
He makes his way down the hall towards a door
marked “BREEDING”. He stops when he sees the door is open by just
How many times do I have to tell you-
He stops upon hearing a low growl behind him.
He looks toward the door marked “BREEDING” and sees a blood stain
on the side. There is no doubt in his mind that one of them has escaped.
Something has gone terribly wrong.
Hashimoto slowly puts his hand in his pocket,
hoping to find a stilleto, but none can be found.
The low growl comes again, closer this time.
Much closer, as if the creature – the alien – is breathing down his
Hashimoto turns around to be face to face with
a full-grown alien. It’s claws have grown sharp, reading for an attack.
The sound of blood hitting the ground catches
Hashimoto looks down with his small, dark eyes
and sees red blood dripping from the claws of the alien. He realizes
that he has been slashed across the belly by this alien’s razor sharp
He looks up at the alien.
He calls this unknown creature by the only name
he knows for it. A true monster. He falls to the ground.
The sick smell of cigarette smoke fills his
nostrils. He looks over towards the door leading up to the exit and
sees the silhouette of The Cigarette-Smoking Man. He stands in the
doorway sucking on his Morley.
He pleads for the Cigarette-Smoking Man’s help,
but he will receive none at all. The Smoking Man takes the cigarette
from his mouth and holds it in his hand. He looks directly at the
Hashimoto looks up at the alien, seeing that
the claws are no longer in attack position. He looks away and back
at the smoking man.
The Smoking Man smirks.
(forcing out his words)
He coughs up blood.
Consider this a sacrifice for the greater cause.
He brings his Morley up to his lips and inhales
his nicotine. He smirks down at Hashimoto, who dies knowing the only
“greater cause” is selfish to this man.
FLASH CUT TO:
INT. AIRPORT – DAY
AUGUST 17, 2006
Gunfire and smoke fill the airport as survivors
are feeling the destruction of heavy enemy attack.
Shannon McMahon comes into view, machinegun
in hand. She screams her war cry as she shoots at anything that moves
ahead of her.
She shoots at an alien, and though bullets don’t
kill them, she fills them with enough lead to weaken them and throw
them off course.
Charles Scully fires his weapon from behind
her, watching her back.
Shannon! High left!
Shannon hears his warning and shoots an alien
down. She is immediately shot in the neck by a tranquilizer. She falls,
dropping her machine gun.
An alien makes its way towards her. Charles
Scully gets to her first, shooting the alien to slow it down. Doggett
comes up to them and drags Shannon behind a barricade of suitcases.
Charles continues to hold the aliens off the best he can.
Doggett kneels over Shannon. She is in a daze,
the drugs affecting her quickly.
Come on Shan’, stay with me.
He remains calm on the outside, but inside,
he’s in a panic. What the hell did they shoot her with? Is it poison?
Whatever it is, it is affecting her quickly. He examines the tranquilizers
that are in her neck. He moves to pull them out, but a hand grabs
his and stops him.
We don’t know what kind of darts
they used. We don’t want to rip
them out carelessly.
Doggett looks up at the man... the Cigarette-Smoking
Man. Doggett only recognizes him from the group of survivors they
have been helping. He does not know the crimes this man has committed
You’re a doctor?
Learned a bit in the Army.
The Cigarette-Smoking Man checks Shannon over.
I’ve got her. Your friend needs some help.
Doggett nods and gets up to help Charles fight
off the aliens.
I need to help.
She attempts to sit up, but the Smoking Man
Miss, you were hit by a tranquilizer
designed to immobilize you for a few
hours. (beat) You’ll die if you go out there now.
No I won’t. I was never
given permission to die...
She attempts to get up again.
Miss, I need you to lie down
so I can help you.
The Cigarette-Smoking Man looks at the tranquilizer
darts, then carefully pulls them out. Shannon winces.
The Smoking Man sets the tranquilizers down
on the ground. He looks at her.
Call me Shannon... as opposed to “miss”.
The Smoking Man nods his head and smiles at
They’re falling back!
Don’t be alarmed, but you’re going
to sleep for a couple hours.
Shannon can barely keep her eyes open as the
drugs take over her body.
Gunfire continues for a couple moments, then
comes to a silence.
Once safe, Doggett and Charles come over to
the Smoking Man and Shannon.
How is she?
Drugged, but she’ll be fine. It
should wear off in a couple hours.
I’m going to help the others.
Make sure no one is hurt.
Doggett goes off to check on the survivors.
She’s going to be all right?
Yes, but we should move her to
a more comfortable place.
There are a couple mattresses back
with the others. (beat) On the bright
side, she needs the rest.
The Smoking Man smiles.
She’s a tough warrior, huh?
Charles kneels down and picks Shannon up into
You have no idea. (beat) The name’s
Scully, Charles Scully.
Nice to meet you.
Likewise. (beat) You’ll need some
gauze for her neck to help with
I think I can find some.
I’ll go help your friend
check on the others.
His name is John Doggett.
The Smoking Man realizes the name. Dana’s John
Doggett. A very determined man. Determined enough to find Dana Scully.
What a small world this has become. He smiles at the thought of using
them to find Dana.
John Doggett. (beat) If you need
anything, I’ll be helping him.
Charles walks off, carrying Shannon.
The Smoking Man looks over at John. He smiles.
It seems fate is on his side. He makes his way over to him.
Doggett is bandaging up a woman’s arms. She
was grazed by a bullet.
Doggett looks up at him.
I thought I’d come lend
a helping hand. I learned
a few things about field
medicine when I was in the Army.
Don’t think I’ll need it. There
are no major injuries. (beat)
So you’ve had military training?
I was considered one of the best
snipers of the day.
Doggett turns his attention back to the woman.
They could definitely use a man with military training.
Seems rather odd, doesn’t it?
Doggett looks up at him again.
They came to kill us off the planet,
but now it seems they want to keep us alive.
Doggett stops wrapping the woman’s arm and he
ponders this for a moment. He looks back down after a moment.
I guess that is odd.
His mind thinks back to a month ago. They came
across a prison and saw alien crafts hovering above. All the inmates
were alive, being ordered by the aliens. What would they want with
them? Do the attacks today have anything to do with what’s going on
in the prisons?
Maybe they are up to something
we’re not aware of.
That could be. (beat) I’m Michael, by the way.
John... but I guess you
already knew that.
He finishes bandaging the woman’s arm.
It’s nice to meet you.
They shake hands.
It’s nice to meet you too.
Doggett smiles at the Smoking Man. He’s glad
that he, Shannon and Charles are not the only one’s with any military
training. This guy, Michael, may be old, but that only indicates that
he’s knowledgeable and experienced in terms of war. And this man seems
to know a little something about medicine - he knew the kind of tranquilizers
that were used on Shannon.
Off Doggett’s positive thoughts that maybe things
will start getting better, we...
EXT. WOODS – NIGHT
NEAR SIMSBURY, CONNECTICUT
Moonlight can barely make way through the thick
branches of the trees. A foot enters frame wearing old sneakers and
quietly walking towards Knowle, Skinner and Scully. They are all sleeping
soundly on the ground outside the Hummer. Scully is curled up next
The person continues to walk, stopping in front
of Knowle. The person's hand reaches down and pulls the keys to the
Hummer out from Knowle’s pocket. The keys jingle for a moment and
Knowle’s eyes pop open, sensing the disturbance. He relaxes a bit
when he sees who it is.
Need something, Henry?
Knowle sits up and looks at the man. Henry Gibbs,
mid 40s, almost six feet tall, small in build, and slightly showing
signs of a receding hairline.
You sure don’t sleep like
a rock, do you?
No, I don’t.
Knowle eyes the keys.
(re: his look)
I was thirsty and didn’t want to
wake you to ask about the keys. (beat)
I hope you don’t mind, its just that
I rarely see you sleeping.
Knowle gets up from the ground.
The water’s locked away. You
know, a way to regulate how
much we have a day.
You’re very resourceful.
Knowle and Henry make their way to the Hummer
doors and unlock it. Knowle gets in and unlocks a safe that holds
a supply of water. He retrieves a bottle and hands it to Henry.
Henry opens the water bottle and takes a couple
sips. He closes it and hands it back to Knowle, who puts it back in
Henry takes notice of all the weapons in the
I’ve been with you for nearly a
week now and I’ve gotta ask...
Are you some kind of military leader?
Or just a psycho with a lot of guns?
Knowle smiles as he closes up the Hummer.
I’m not a psycho. I was with the military
and was actually promoted to a higher rank
right before colonization began. (beat) The
trick behind that was to kill me off.
Aliens infiltrated the military and
other high powers within our government.
That’s why all of our military was taken
out in the first wave of attacks. We were
positioned to be easy targets.
They infiltrated our military?
Mainly generals, but I have my suspicions
that President Logan was an alien.
Knowle laughs at his words for a moment.
Sorry. I worked closely with him.
I’m sure there are many people
out there who think he was an alien.
I’m sure of that too.
So basically, this world has turned
to a world without protection, right?
(beat) Every man for himself.
He looks down, as if feeling guilty, sad even.
Hey... you did all you could
to try to save her.
Doesn’t feel that way. (beat)
Emily was my wife. I should’ve...
He shakes his head and looks down.
(correcting; staying positive)
Is. Emily is your wife.
Knowle places a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Henry looks up at him.
Did I ever tell you about what
I saw in New York City?
I don’t think so.
Aliens were taking people off the
streets, much like how you described
Emily being taken. They weren’t killing
them, just taking them.
Do you think she’s still alive?
Knowle looks at him for a moment. He can’t be
certain of anything anymore. For all he knows, the aliens could take
people and kill them elsewhere when they are done with them.
However, he sees that Henry needs hope. They’ve
been traveling with him for almost a week. When they found him, he
was cut up badly from trying to help his wife, Emily, from being taken
by the aliens.
Henry Gibbs is not a Marine. He’s an accountant
who happened to be on vacation with his wife when colonization began.
Maybe it was fate that he was out of a large city at the time. He’s
originally from Chicago, and who knows how bad it is there.
We’ll keep looking for her. We
just have to stay positive.
Is that your secret to staying
so strong? (beat) I’m sure there’s
someone you lost from all of this too.
Knowle looks at him, wondering what makes him
(re: his look)
I noticed you don’t wear your
military dog tags like Walter does.
I just figured...
She’s strong. Smart. Gifted even.
Henry listens, he had a feeling there was another
layer to this guy that he wasn’t showing.
I gave her my tags when I was called to
duty. As a way to keep her strong through
all of this. (beat) She’s a psychic and
knew what was coming.
She warned you?
She didn’t have to.
I worked for the Defense Department, in
the Pentagon. I did my snooping.
So the government did have secrets
to hide, huh? (beat) If she’s a
psychic then I’m sure she’s fine.
(beat) What’s her name?
Monica. She left me a note saying she
was in Mexico with her grandmother. Told
me to head north and that she'd find me.
Maybe fate will bring her back to
you. (beat) Everything happens for a reason.
Knowle looks at him. He hasn’t heard anyone
tell him that since Grandmama Reyes. He smiles.
I hope so.
EXT. COLORADO MOUNTAINS – MORNING
AUGUST 18, 2006
THE NEXT DAY
The early morning fog surrounds Monica as she
stands looking down at the valley below. She is wrapped in a blanket
to keep her warm from the thin, cool, morning air.
Robert Comer comes up behind her and stands
a few feet away.
You’re up early.
Monica turns to face him. Robert converses with
her despite the fact that she hasn’t been able to talk since the night
he found her with Brad in the house.
Everything all right?
Monica nods her head and walks towards him.
Comer gives her a strange look, wondering why she’s wrapped in a blanket.
Monica shrugs her shoulders, indicating that
she is a little cold from the thin morning air.
I thought this cold air would be a
welcomed change from the heat we’ve
been living in. (beat) Then again, you
were never fond of the cold.
Monica smiles at him. She appreciates that he
talks to her as if she can respond. Perhaps he’s in the hopes that
one day she will be able to talk back to him. Even she doesn’t understand
why it went away. It’s as if she has been shut down.
(after a beat)
Brad and I talked about going down
to find a cave for shelter.
He looks around the area.
With the weather conditions being
how they’ve been, we thought it
best not to be exposed on a mountain top.
Monica nods in agreement.
A cave would provide shelter and a
large source of fresh water. (beat)
We were thinking of heading down there
after breakfast. Sound good to you?
Monica smiles and nods her head. They start
walking back to their campsite where Brad has breakfast – some fruit
he found that morning. He looks up when he sees them.
There you are. I wondered where
you went off to this morning. (beat)
Let one of us know the next time so
we don’t worry about you, ok?
Monica nods her head and sits down.
I told her our plans to find a cave.
Brad nods his head.
I just don’t know what to do
about the car, you know? (beat)
Do we leave it, take it with us?
It won’t fit in a cave.
Comer laughs a bit.
I know. I mean, if we take it
with us we could park it somewhere
near the cave and hide it incase
anyone comes around and wants to
steal it. On the other hand, we
risk losing it if someone finds it.
I think we should keep it. You
never know when we’ll have to
get out of here in a hurry. (beat)
We just need to be sure to take
anything of value with us.
Brad nods in agreement.
We’ll need flashlights and some
rope to enter a cave.
I might have something we could
use in my car. Not exactly sure
what I’ve got, but I’m sure there is
something we can use.
Robert nods his head.
I’ll check it out.
He walks away from Brad and Monica. Brad looks
up and smiles at her.
Monica nods her head and Brad gives her some
of the fruit he found.
Found it this morning.
Brad watches her as she eats her breakfast.
He wishes he knew what happened to her. She’s been mute ever since
they reached Colorado. He can only theorize that the trauma they’ve
been through is catching up with her. He’s seen cases where people
have shut down and stayed inside themselves after a traumatic event.
Her psychic ability seems to have diminished
as well. She used to respond to his thoughts, but now, as he watched
her, she doesn’t even notice him.
TIME CUT TO:
EXT. CAVE ENTRANCE – MORNING
Brad, Robert and Monica stand outside of a cave
entrance. Brad is tying a long rope onto Monica’s belt loops of her
jeans. Robert is testing the flashlights they have and hooks one flashlight
through the belt loops of his pants.
I was always taught to have three
different light sources incase something happens.
Brad looks over at him.
We’ve got three, that’s better than
we could have hoped for (beat) If we
move together as one, then we only use
one flashlight, leaving us with two spares.
Comer comes over to Brad and Monica. He hands
Brad a flashlight.
Hook that to your belt.
He turns to Monica and hooks a flashlight to
her belt and double checks the rope around her waist to make sure
she is securely tied to him and Brad.
Are we ready?
Ready when you are.
All right. Follow me.
Comer leads the way into the darkness of the
cave. Brad follows, with Monica close behind.
INT. CAVE – CON’T
The darkness swallows them into the unknown.
Comer’s flashlight barely lights the cave’s narrow passage. The ceiling
is low and the deeper they go, the more the walls seem to come towards
Monica looks around. It’s cold. Much colder
than either of them thought it would be. Ahead of them lies the unknown.
She looks forward at Brad and Robert. They are practically fearless
as they keep a fast pace. Her breath starts to quicken as they head
further into the depths of the cave. A sense of anxiety washes over
Why is she feeling this way? She’s not claustrophobic.
She reaches out and grabs Brad’s hand. She shuts
her eyes in the hopes of willing this agonizing feeling away from
Her mind races, trying to make sense of why
she is feeling this way.
Warm air starts to surround her. The sound of
water trickling down the cave walls is heard. Monica opens her eyes
and is motionless, starring up at the ceiling of the cave. It’s damp,
humid. She looks around trying to figure out where she is. This is
not the cave they entered moments ago. This is a cave she was in seven
months ago in January. Why is she back here? How did she get back
on this deserted island?
She feels like she is laying down on something.
She can’t move, as if her body has been paralyzed, yet she still holds
feeling throughout her body. She can’t be paralyzed. Her mind is not
functioning how it should. She feels like something has her, as if
holding her mind, blocking her. A dark, tall figure stands to her
right – the figure is not that of a human.
She becomes aware of the pain on the side of
her torso. She has been slashed, not fatal, but she’s bleeding. She
has to get out of here.
The alien turns to face her. It’s alert with
her now. She tried to escape once and it can’t let her do that again.
Monica watches it as it approaches her.
Sunlight no longer enters the cave. It must
be night. How long has she been here?
The alien inserts a long needle into her skull.
The tip goes deep inside her brain. She screams, unable to block the
pain. She shuts her eyes.
Tell me what you feel?
The phrase triggers another memory. A memory
vaguely remembered from when she was in The Facility. A young doctor,
Dr. E. Marx, looks at her while holding a clipboard.
What do you feel?
The doctor inserts a needle into her skull.
The pain is unbearable and she screams.
MATCH CUT TO:
INT. CAVE – PRESENT DAY
Monica’s eyes remain shut and she screams, as
if reliving the pain that happened to her in the past. Her hand tightly
Brad and Comer stop and look at her. Brad grabs
hold of her, seeing that she’s not with them.
Monica. It’s Brad. Look at me.
She collapses at the knees and falls into Brad’s
arms. He holds her close to him, calming her.
Monica, open your eyes.
Her eyes open and she looks around. She sees
Comer watching. He’s worried.
(after a beat)
Sweetheart, are you ok?
He tries to pull her away to look at her, but
she doesn’t let him.
Is there something wrong
with this cave?
He can’t help but question her on this. She’s
a psychic and may sense if something is wrong.
Monica pulls away from Brad and leans up against
the cave wall. She shuts her eyes and takes a deep breath. She feels
the cave’s cold air and knows she’s not on the deserted island again.
After a short moment, her eyes open and she picks up her bag. She
smiles at Brad and Robert and gives them the “ok” hand gesture.
Monica nods her head. Brad looks her over for
a moment, then nods his head. He turns to Comer.
We’re good to go.
Comer nods his head and continues to lead the
way. Brad looks back at Monica.
He holds out his hand for her, sensing she’s
still afraid of something. If only they had a way for her to communicate
to them. Monica takes hold of his hand and they continue to follow
Comer further into the cave.
TIME CUT TO:
INT. FURTHER INTO THE CAVE – DAY
Comer, Brad and Monica are still descending
into the cold depths of the cave. Comer’s flashlight barely lights
the narrow passage way. Water can be heard ahead of them. Despite
how tired they are, they don’t stop. Not when they are this close
to what they are looking for. Maybe wherever this water is, there
is enough room to set up camp and consider this place their new home.
Sounds like we’re getting close.
We just need to find our
way through this maze of
Do you think this was once
occupied by miners?
Could be, but the thing about
caves is that they form naturally.
I haven’t seen any signs of human
activity down here before us.
Kind of unsettling, isn’t it?
I try not to think about it.
The narrow passage starts to widen until it
opens up to a large opening. As if they have just entered a room in
the cave. Water is near, they can hear it.
It must be somewhere around here.
Brad’s voice echoes. Comer aims the flashlight
to the ceiling to light the room more. It’s a large open space with
several passageways leading out. In the middle of this large space,
there is a pool of water that is constantly being filled with fresh
water from a small stream.
Looks like this is the place.
Yeah, but how can we light it?
We’ve got two other flashlights.
Their lifespan isn’t that long.
Especially if we plan on staying
I could head back up to the
surface and find something to
build fire and torches.
Monica walks out into the open space and goes
over to the water. She kneels down and dips her hands in, cupping
the water and bringing it to her lips. It’s cool and refreshing. She
sits down and dips her hands in again, this time bring it up to her
face to wash.
Comer and Brad watch. She made herself right
That’s not a bad idea.
Let’s get some more light
down here so we can see better.
Monica’s bag starts to glow, catching Comer
and Brad’s attention. Monica doesn’t notice.
She turns around to face them.
(not sure how to put this)
You’re bag it... uh...
Monica looks down at it. She couldn’t have put
her flashlight in there, Robert attached it to her belt. She opens
her bag and pulls out the rock Grandmama gave her before her death.
She stares down at it, unsure what to think of it. How can this rock
give off light? It’s a rock.
What the hell is that thing?
Monica sets it down on the cold cave floor.
The light continues to get brighter until it lights the entire area
they are in.
(at a loss)
Well... I guess that saves
us battery life. (beat) Your
Grandmama gave that to you?
Monica nods her head.
Did she say what it was?
Mon said she told her it had power.
Comer goes over to Monica and she hands him
the rock. He takes it and looks it over. Brad watches.
It’s not hot. It’s actually
cool, like the temperature
here. (beat) Nothing slimy
on it. It’s just glowing.
You don’t think it’s from
those aliens, do you?
Well, it’s not human.
Should we even keep it? I mean
if it’s alien, couldn’t it be
a danger to us? What if it’s
giving off radiation and we
don’t even know it.
Comer looks down at it. He never thought of
it that way.
I’m thinking we should get rid of it.
Monica stands up quickly and takes the rock
from Comer. Brad looks to her.
Monica, I know your Grandmama gave
you that rock, but we don’t know
what it is. Have you ever seen a normal
rock glow? It could be radiation and
we could all be in trouble. We don’t
know the first thing about it.
Monica shakes her head “no”. She does not want
to get rid of it.
He’s got a point, Monica.
She sits back down with the rock in her hands.
She wishes she could talk to them. She wishes she could tell them
why she doesn’t want to get rid of it. Her Grandmama told her that
no matter what she must always carry it, it is the key.
Comer and Brad watch her and Comer sits down
next to her.
She shakes her head “no”.
(soft, trying to understand)
I know your Grandmama gave it to you
before she died, but we don’t know
what it is. It might not be safe.
She looks at him, not happy that he would think
her Grandmama would put her in harms way before she dies. She shakes
her head “no” again.
Why can’t you let it go?
He asks, knowing it’s almost impossible for
her to tell him anything. She looks around and spots her bag, she
grabs it and pulls out her journal and turns to a blank page. She
takes the pen in her hand and writes: “it’s the key”.
Comer looks down and reads what she wrote. Brad
comes over too, he didn't realize she had a journal with her.
It’s the key? To what?
Monica shakes her head. She doesn’t know, but
she trusts her Grandmama.
Comer looks up at Brad, not sure what to think
EXT. AIRPORT – DAY
John Doggett feels the warm sun beat down on
his bareback as he does push ups. He counts in his head the number
of repetitions he has done: sixty-two, sixty-three, sixty-four, sixty-five.
He has to keep his strength up, not only to survive another alien
attack, but also to be strong enough to find Scully. Sixty-six, sixty-seven,
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN (O.S.)
You’re going to give yourself
a harsh sunburn.
Doggett looks up at him and continues doing
his push ups.
Need to stay strong.
The Smoking Man notices the scar on his back
from the attack he had the night the aliens did their first wave of
What happened there?
Alien got the best of me.
I wouldn’t say it got the best
of you. You’re here, aren’t you?
Doggett doesn’t respond. He continues his count
in his head. Seventy-eight, seventy-nine, eighty.
There must be someone worth
living for, huh?
Eighty-three, eighty-four, eighty-five.
The Smoking Man watches, knowing it’s Scully.
If he can leach on to him, and the group he’s with, not only will
he be guaranteed protection from the aliens, but he can also use this
man’s determination to find Scully.
How about you come inside and use
some of your strength to train these
civilians how to shoot a weapon. (beat)
Shannon’s barking orders for us to get to work.
Is that so?
Charles Scully isn’t too thrilled.
Apparently she does this often.
Tries to take control.
She’s like that. A hot head one might say.
Doggett stops his push ups and gets up from
the ground. He goes over to a chair where his shirt has been slung
over the side. He wipes the sweat from his body and puts his shirt
What kind of training does she want?
Then we better get inside.
Doggett walks by him.
What’s her name?
Doggett stops walking and turns to face him.
The someone worth living for.
(after a beat)
He turns and walks away from the Smoking Man.
He hasn’t said her name in a long time. He’s tried not to because
he doesn’t want to be weak. He can’t be weak. There are people here
who need his help to survive.
The Smoking Man watches him enter the building.
He can sense his determination. The fact that he hesitated on saying
Dana’s name only tells him that he’d rather be finding her than training
civilians how to defend themselves. Perhaps he can get Doggett to
leave the group with him and he can lead him right to her.
The Smoking Man’s plan failed before, and he
doesn’t want to fail again. Not this time. Not in a world where he
can easily take control and keep her for himself.
Off his look...
INT. SMALL CABIN – MORNING
JANUARY 2, 2006
SEVEN MONTHS AGO
The high pitched whistle of steam seeping through
a kettle sings in the kitchen. The Smoking Man walks in and takes
the kettle off of the stove top and pours the water into a mug. He
goes over to a pantry and takes out a package of green tea and places
it in the mug. He walks out of his kitchen and into his small living
He sits down on a single chair and pulls out
his pack of cigarettes.
His phone rings just as he puts a cigarette
between his lips. He removes the cigarette and picks up the phone.
He listens to the person on the other line.
What day will they be going?
He reaches over to a pad of paper and a pen
on his table and jots down: January 13, Florida.
And your sure she is going? (beat)
All right. Thank you.
He hangs up his phone and looks down at the
pad of paper.
TIME CUT TO:
EXT. SMALL AIR FIELD – LATE MORNING
The Smoking Man walks with a young man towards
a private plane.
Here she is. How long will
you be gone, Mr. Bloodworth?
A week at most. I’m visiting my
daughter down in Florida. It’s
her birthday and I thought I’d
I’m sure she’ll be glad to see you.
The Smoking Man gets in the plane and shuts
the door. He enters the cockpit and sits down in the pilot’s seat.
He pulls out a piece of paper with coordinates on it. He smiles, knowing
for sure his plan will work. It’s almost fool proof.
Not everything is what it seems, Ms. Scully.
With a smirk he starts the plane’s engine and
roars down the runway.
TIME CUT TO:
INT. PLANE – DAY
The Smoking Man continues his flight, only he’s
not heading towards Florida, rather he’s making his way to an unknown
island. He looks down as he flies over the island and spots a landing
strip with the Project Subversion logo on it. The landing strip has
many cracks on it, and the buildings near by are run down. It’s been
over a decade since the Smoking Man sabotaged the Subversion Project.
He lands the plane and comes to a stop. Before
leaving the plane he looks around his surroundings to see if he’s
alone or not. He spots a tall dark figure standing near one of the
buildings. An alien. It’s a good thing the Smoking Man has a deal
with them, or else this would not be a safe trip at all.
He gets out of the plane and the alien comes
up to him.
What do you want?
Dana Scully’s heading down to Florida.
I want you to crash her plane here and
capture her. It should be easy, she has
one of your chips in the back of her neck.
Once colonization happens it may be difficult
for me to find her. Your leaders will want her,
and that chip.
And why should we help you?
Wasn’t she your responsibility?
The Smoking Man pulls out his pack of Morley’s
and lights up.
I’ve had some complications.
Everyone believes me to be dead.
The Smoking Man eyes the alien carefully.
Besides, if your leaders discover
that you sabotaged this plan and
let her go, you’ll be at fault.
The Smoking Man inhales the nicotine from his
She won’t be alone. She’ll be
traveling with friends. (beat)
You may have heard of Monica Reyes.
The alien listens, never showing any interest
in what the Smoking Man has to say.
She’s one of Dr. Montgomery’s subjects.
(beat) She’s the only one who is successful.
You want us to get her too?
She may be of use to you. (beat)
If you happen to get Monica Reyes,
you can do with her what you want.
All I want is Dana Scully.
The alien looks at him, sensing his desperation
to get Dana Scully. There is no doubt that he will do whatever he
can to get her.
EXT. WOODS – NIGHT
NEAR SIMSBURY, CONNECTICUT
Scully sits watching the crackling of the fire.
Her mind deep in thought. Knowle and Skinner are behind her, looking
at something in the Hummer. Henry Gibbs comes up to her with a plate
Thought I’d bring you dinner.
Scully looks up at him as he hands her the plate.
She takes it and smiles.
Henry sits next to her.
You look thoughtful.
Scully takes a bite out of the food he brought
I was just thinking about John.
He was your fiancé?
She looks into the fire.
I said things to him that I
shouldn’t have. (beat) I was
trying to make him stay home
instead of go off with the Marines.
I just wish I never said those
things to him.
Maybe he’s not gone.
Scully looks over at him.
That’s kind of impossible. The
barracks blew up. There’s no
way he could’ve gotten out.
It’s easier to give up than
to hold on to a belief that
maybe they are all right.
You mean your wife?
Henry nods his head.
Knowle says to be positive. (beat)
You wear that cross around your
neck. Do you believe in miracles?
Scully looks down at the cross around her neck.
She shakes her head.
It would’ve been a miracle
if the aliens never invaded.
(beat) I used to work for this
group in the government that knew
they were coming. We couldn’t even
stop them even though we had a
vaccine to the virus they attacked us with.
The way I see it, miracles happen
everyday. They don’t necessarily have
to be something huge. Miracles are
small. It’s a miracle I’m alive.
It’s a miracle I found you three. And
who knows, maybe a miracle will happen
to you. (beat) After all, you are alive.
He smiles at her in the hopes of brightening
her mood. Scully forces a smile, it would be a miracle if she didn't
develope cancer from when she had Knowle remove the chip from her
neck. She appreciates Henry trying to brighten her mood.
I like you, Henry. You’re not a
tough Marine. You know what it’s
like to be human and not a fighting
machine all the time.
She smiles at him.
I guess miracles do happen everyday.
(beat) Like finding you. You’re bound
to make my life easier by bringing some
form of humanity to this world.
I’ll try my best.
He looks over Scully’s shoulder and sees that
Knowle and Skinner are occupied with something in the Hummer. Perhaps
I found something this afternoon
I think you will enjoy.
Scully looks up with a curious expression.
What is it?
It’s near the creek. Want to
go for a walk and I’ll take you to it?
Sure. I’m not doing anything.
Henry and Scully stand up and start heading
away from the camp site and into the dark woods.
Knowle and Skinner don’t notice. They are cleaning
the weapons in the back of the Hummer.
I can’t get over how many of
these things you have.
Always have to be prepared. (beat)
Imagine the shit we’d be in if we
didn’t have these with us.
We’d be dead and who knows
what would’ve happened to Dana.
I guess it was fate I was born to misbehave.
He smiles, just as they hear a scream from the
woods. Knowle looks over towards the fire. Scully and Henry are no
He loads the weapon he’s cleaning and makes
his way around the Hummer, just in time to see Henry come running
out of the woods. He is cut up from an alien attack, blood dripping
from his arm from a large gash. He's frantic, out of breath.
They took her!
Knowle and Skinner run up to him. He points
into the woods and Knowle runs in.
Are you all right?
Henry nods his head, hunches over to catch his
breath while holding his arm.
There's first aid in the Hummer.
Skinner takes off running after Knowle. Henry
turns and watches them disappear into the darkness.
EXT. EDGE OF CREEK – CON’T
Knowle runs out of the woods and to the clearing
by the edge of a creek. He looks around and doesn't see Scully anywhere.
Skinner runs up behind him, just in time to see an alien craft take
off from across the creek, rising high above the trees. The craft
disappears into the night sky.
Knowle and Skinner watch on, there's nothing
they can do. Scully is gone.