OVER BLACK:
"The past always meets up
with the future. Sometimes it’s expected, but most often it is not.
Your past will meet up with you on the second Friday in the second
month of the new year. You should be prepared for it. Don’t let your
guard down, Dana Scully, because he is watching you and he is prepared.
If you are not prepared for the work of the Devil, he will win."
– Samuel DeWitt
FADE IN:
INT. SCULLY’S APARTMENT – 11:47 P.M.
THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 2006
The apartment is quiet and dark. The only sound
heard is the ticking of the clock in the living room. John’s shoes
lie on the floor next to the coffee table. We slowly enter Scully’s
bedroom.
John and Dana are in bed. They are covered with
a sheet. John lies on top of Dana. They are breathing heavily, their
bodies moving together as one.
John lowers his head down and kisses Dana on
the forehead. His body moves against hers rhythmically. She closes
her eyes and moans softly, he feels so good inside her body.
SCULLY
(soft)
John...
He gently thrusts into her again. Hearing
his name come from her mouth is nearly enough to send him over the
edge of ecstacy.
Though Dana is enjoying making love to John,
she knows that she’s nowhere near climax. She wonders if she should
tell him or if she should fake it so not to hurt his feelings. He
may not know since this is their first time together.
She closes her eyes again, wishing she didn’t
have this problem.
She opens her eyes and sees John looking her
in the eyes. He lets out a low, husky moan as his body climaxes, releasing
his warm semen into her body. Dana gently places her hand behind him
neck and pulls his body closer to hers.
SCULLY
(whisper)
I love you, Johnny...
A single tear falls down John’s cheek as
he rests his head on her chest. She runs her fingers through his hair.
He takes a deep breath, inhaling her feminine scent.
DOGGETT
(soft, exhausted)
Did you finish...?
He places one hand on her breast and kisses
her neck.
Dana wonders if he noticed that she did not
climax. She didn’t even attempt to fake it with him.
SCULLY
(embarrassed)
No...
John lifts himself up to look down at her.
He’s concerned and worried about her.
DOGGETT
You ok?
Scully nods her head.
SCULLY
Yeah, I’m good. You felt amazing,
Johnny. (beat, disappointed) It’s just that... I
have that problem, you know... associating
orgasm with rape. I think my body has
turned it off when the sex is good, I just
feel I can’t climax right now...
Scully can see on John’s face that he’s
slightly disappointed.
SCULLY
It has nothing to do with you,
you know that, right?
DOGGETT
I know, I was kinda hoping that just
being with me for the first time
would... you know... get the job done.
Scully quietly laughs.
SCULLY
Give it time, you know...
John carefully pulls himself out of her
body. They reposition themselves on the bed. It’s a might messy since
they have no need to use a condom since Dana can’t conceive children,
and both of them had gone to get tested before taking this step in
their relationship.
SCULLY
The good thing is that I want this with
you. Having you inside me felt right. I
think I need more time to get used to this
and then I’ll be able to... have an orgasm with you.
Scully places a kiss on his lips and lies down.
He does the same and wraps one arm around her and pulls a warmer blanket
up over their bodies to keep them warm.
DOGGETT
(whispers)
I want you to know I’ll do anything
to help you, Dana... You don’t have to
fake it with me like you have with
others in the past.
SCULLY
I thought about it.
DOGGETT
Let me know what I can do to help
you. We’ll get through this together, all right?
SCULLY
I know. (beat/quieter) Thanks for understanding.
Scully presses her body closer to his and
shuts her eyes so she can fall asleep in the arms of the man she loves
and who loves her.
DOGGETT
(whisper)
I love you.
Scully smiles and touches his arm with
her hand.
SCULLY
I love you too.
He kisses her cheek and he settles into
the bed to be more comfortable as they fall asleep.
As they lie in each others arms, falling asleep,
we pan across the room and head towards the bedroom closet door. It’s
open just slightly.
We hear quiet, sustained breathing. Someone
else is in the apartment. Someone else is in the room, watching them.
As the nighttime lighting adjusts, we see the
eyes of a man, they’re dilated, he’s biting his lower lip. His breathing
becomes more erratic. We notice his body is not completely still,
he’s moving rhythmically as he uses his hand to masturbate at the
sight of John and Dana. He holds in a low grunt as he ejaculates on
the closet door. He closes his eyes in ecstasy and opens his mouth
to let out a heavy breath.
After a few seconds, he slowly opens the closet
door and closes it without disturbing the sleep of John and Dana.
He walks up to John and Dana who are now asleep,
unaware of the stranger hovering above them.
The man uses his hand to brush a strand of hair
off of Dana’s face. She readjusts herself and cuddles up closer to
John.
The intruder stands up straight and as a car
passes outside the bedroom window, it’s headlights reveal this man
to be Scott Williams, we recognize him as the man who helped Monica
with her car problems in 8x04 "Silent Promise". He is also
the man from Scully’s nightmare in 8x09 "Disclosure".
He has been watching Dana for a long time, taunting
her, and he has found his way inside her home. He stands there and
stares at Dana for a long time. The look on his face is expressionless,
frightening.
FADE OUT
FADE IN:
EXT. MONICA’S APARTMENT – 6:30 P.M.
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 10, 2006
The front door of the building opens and Brad
and Monica storm out. Brad is dressed nicely in a dark blue suit,
Monica is wearing a 2006 Torino Olympics sweatshirt and jeans.
MONICA
I just don’t see why it’s so
important to you to go on a date
with Paula Abdul.
BRAD
Mon’, I’m already running late.
Can we talk about this later?
He gets to his car and opens the driver
side door. Monica promptly shuts it on him.
MONICA
No. We’re talking about this now, Brad.
You get asked out by Paula Abdul when
Mulder made us audition for American Idol,
we get stranded on an island and you got
worked up over my friendship with Knowle...
and here you expect me to be ok with you
going out with a pop music has-been? (beat)
I’m not.
Brad gives Monica a look.
BRAD
It’s just a date, Monica.
MONICA
Yeah, and we’re supposed to be
working on our relationship.
(beat/to self) I felt this coming,
I just know we wouldn’t work out.
Brad hears this and is unsure of what to
say.
BRAD
Look, Mon’, it’s just a date
with Paula Abdul.
MONICA
And you’d rather go out with her
than spend time being with me and
our friends. Please tell me that
you understand why I’m so upset.
Brad pauses.
BRAD
Mon’, it’s Paula Abdul. (beat) It’s
also well after 6:30 and I need to
go, Paula’s agent said I need to
meet her at Lao’s by 7.
MONICA
Her agent?
Monica shakes her head. This is unbelievable.
If January was bad, will February be any worse?
Brad gives Monica one last look and gets into
his car and drives off.
Monica sighs and goes back inside to gather
up a box of blank video cassette tapes to take over to John’s so he
can help her record as much of the 2006 Torino Olympic Games as possible.
She told John she’d be over a little before
7:30 p.m., when the Olympic opening ceremony begins on NBC.
She walks into her apartment and shuts the door
behind her. She looks down at the box of video tapes by the door.
She sighs.
She picks up her phone and dials a number. A
moment passes.
MONICA
Knowle, it’s Monica. Are you
doing anything tonight?
CUT TO:
INT. SCULLY’S APARTMENT – LIVING ROOM – 6:45
P.M.
The furniture in the living room has been pushed
to the side and Scully sits, Indian style, on a yoga mat in the middle
of the room. Her eyes are closed and she’s breathing deep, relaxing.
She’s wearing black shorts and a pastel pink tank top. Her hair is
put up in a ponytail, and she is wearing her golden cross necklace.
She’s listening to classical music, Claude Debussy.
She opens one eye and glances at the digital
clock on her VCR, she knows she’s supposed to be on her way over to
John’s to watch the 2006 Torino Olympics, but she just doesn’t feel
like going. She’s relaxed and would rather stay at home, and curl
up on the couch with a good book.
Her phone rings and she opens her eyes and smiles.
It’s probably John. She reaches for her phone.
SCULLY
Hey John, sorry I’m not there yet...
She trails off when the phone goes dead
on her. She looks at her phone with one eyebrow raised. She hands
up and dials a number.
DOGGETT
(on phone)
Hello?
SCULLY
It’s me. Did you just call?
DOGGETT
No. Where are you?
SCULLY
I think I’m going to pass up coming
over tonight. I feel like staying in,
reading a few more chapters in my
book. I hope you don’t mind.
DOGGETT
I understand, you’re lucky to be able
to get out of this, Monica always
drags me into her Olympics obsession.
Scully laughs.
SCULLY
I know you enjoy it just as much
as she does.
DOGGETT
I don’t go as far as to dress up
like an Olympic advertisement.
SCULLY
Keep your eyes open for Alex and Marita.
They competed last month at the figure
skating Nationals and made the Olympic
team. He called me the other day saying
he’s going to the opening ceremony.
DOGGETT
Well, I guess since the ceremony won’t
air live from Italy, that means Alex
didn’t cause too much of a ruckus, otherwise
I’m sure we would have heard about it.
SCULLY
He did say that he has a plan.
DOGGETT
A plan for what?
SCULLY
He didn’t say except it’s going
to cause drama.
DOGGETT
Well if he ever wants to be on Monica’s
good side, he’ll refrain from ruining
the Olympics.
SCULLY
He won’t ruin it, Marita’s there to stop him.
John’s quiet on the other end for a few
awkward beats. Scully’s unsure why this silence is happening.
SCULLY
Johnny? You all right?
DOGGETT
I’m just wondering if you’re all right.
SCULLY
I am.
DOGGETT
Yesterday you were excited about coming
over to watch the Olympics and now you’d
rather be alone... does this have anything
to do with last night?
SCULLY
What about last night?
She hears John rubbing the back of his
neck.
SCULLY
Johnny, last night was wonderful,
you shouldn’t worry about that.
I told you it would take time.
DOGGETT
Not that. (beat) I’m worried that
it triggered you and you’re bothered
by it and not telling me.
SCULLY
John... I would tell you if that happened.
DOGGETT
I know, I just... I worry about you.
SCULLY
You don’t need to worry about me.
I can take care of myself.
They are quiet again.
DOGGETT
I should get going. Monica will be
here soon and want to make sure my
VCR is hooked up right to tape the
Olympics. Call me if you need to.
SCULLY
You know I will.
DOGGETT
(quieter)
Semper fi...
Scully smiles.
SCULLY
I love you too.
Scully hands up and goes into her bedroom
and grabs a book from her nightstand. She goes back into her living
room and stops. She pauses to look around. Something doesn’t feel
right.
She shakes her head and laughs at herself. She
should stop being so paranoid about nothing.
She takes a step toward her couch and before
she knows what’s happening, a man’s hand covers her mouth, muffling
her scream. She feels the steel cold blade of a knife press against
her neck. She drops her book to the floor and grabs the man’s arm
with her hands in an attempt to free herself from his grasp.
The man breathes on her neck. He rubs his face
against hers, his stubble is like sandpaper against her smooth skin.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
Dana...
He inhales deeply.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
I told you that you were mine forever...
why didn’t you believe me? Why didn’t
you regard my wishes...?
His angry, rough voice rings through her
memory. It’s Scott Williams. The man who hurt her physically, emotionally,
and sexually when she dated him in high school. When she left him
he was angry with her, he swore that one day he’d find a way to make
her his again.
Scully squirms to try to break free of his grasp.
He’s not going to get her, she can’t let that happen. She knows what
he’ll do to her and her chances of surviving him aren’t good.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
I wouldn’t do that if I were you...
you don’t want to end things
prematurely, do you?
He presses the knife against her neck.
Just hard enough to draw some blood. Scully winces. This is not good.
SCULLY
Prematurely? Isn’t that how you
always do things?
SCOTT WILLIAMS
I know you’re with John Doggett... I know
you say you love him... (angrier) You’re
supposed to be with me. (beat) I must punish
you for betraying me.
His free hand roams across her stomach,
moving upward to grope her chest roughly.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
Only I can touch you now.
He kisses her cheek. Her heartbeat quickens,
her breathing is rapid. She can’t bring herself to find the courage
to fight him, he terrifies her. Paralyzes her with fear.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
We’re gonna leave here nice’n quiet, all right?
Scared, Scully nods her head, cooperating
with him. Remembering that in the past, failure to cooperate only
made things worse.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
That’s a good girl. (beat) Now, you’re
gonna do everything, and I mean everything
that I tell you to do. Understand?
A tear falls down Scully’s face and she nods
her head again. She wishes she told John she was coming over to his
place. That way when she didn’t show up, he’d know something was wrong.
She hopes she can figure out a way to get herself out of this situation,
and if not that she hopes John senses something is wrong and comes
to her rescue.
FADE TO BLACK
FADE IN:
INT. KNOWLE’S APARTMENT – 7:15 P.M.
Knowle sits on his couch, bent over, tying his
shoe. Monica stands in the doorway to the room.
KNOWLE
How many blank tapes are you
taking over to John’s?
MONICA
Thirty.
Knowle shakes his head and laughs.
MONICA
What?
KNOWLE
Why do you find the Olympics so
important that you have to tape
as much of them as you can?
MONICA
It’s history.
KNOWLE
I know that.
MONICA
You know how you read about great
sports events from before you were
born, but you never got to see them?
KNOWLE
Yeah.
He stands up. She looks up at him and takes
a deep breath.
MONICA
Ever since my family first bought a
VCR I’ve taped the Olympics so that
maybe in the future my children would
watch the performances of Mark Spitz,
Dorothy Hamill, Brian Boitano, Eric Heiden,
Dan Jansen and Michelle Kwan, and would be
inspired, if not in sport, but in life.
Olympians are quite an inspiration.
Monica quickly looks away from Knowle so
he doesn’t see that her eyes have filled up with tears. Saying that
was a lot harder than she thought. Knowle looks away, feeling as if
he’s an intruder to her feelings.
MONICA
I’m sorry, Knowle. Brad and I
just... we never discussed...
Monica bites her lower lip, she doesn’t
want to talk about this now. She has no right to drag Knowle into
her relationship troubles with Brad. She doesn’t want to make him
feel obligated to comfort her now that she’s brought up her feelings
of having lost her child over a year ago.
MONICA
Are you ready?
KNOWLE
Yeah... are you?
Knowle knows something is bothering her,
probably something about the child she lost.
Monica walks into the living room and sits down
on the couch where Knowle just was.
MONICA
Brad would rather be out on a date
with Paula Abdul than be with me.
He won’t even try to fix our problems.
He wants what’s best for me, but he fails
to realize that I need his understanding.
That’s what’s best.
Monica looks up at Knowle, he’s not saying
anything, but she knows that he understands.
MONICA
He’s selfish. I hate to say that because
I still love him, but I don’t know, maybe
I need to take blinders off and see things
for how they really are. (beat) I don’t
think Brad and I are going to work things out.
Knowle sits down next to her.
KNOWLE
Monica, I’m going to speak from
experience here and I’m going to
be blunt. The sooner you tell Brad
how you feel, the better. The sooner
you tell him, the less likely feelings
will be hurt, and a friendship destroyed.
He places his hand on her knee.
KNOWLE
No matter how badly I wanted my
friendship to remain in tact with
Shannon after she left me, it hasn’t.
Now I know you care about Brad, and
I know his friendship means a lot to
you, and I don’t want to see that ruined.
Monica nods her head and wipes more tears
away.
MONICA
It hurts so much being with him.
We don’t talk about what I’ve been
through, instead I’m being medicated
every day in order to make it easier on
him.
KNOWLE
(not happy)
Dana’s still medicating you?
Monica shakes her head "no".
MONICA
No, she stopped. Brad continues
to make me take the medication.
Knowle is actually surprised to hear this.
Perhaps his talk with her on the island changed her mind. And now
Brad is medicating Monica. He looks away from Monica to keep the angry
expression on his face from her.
Monica is quiet, she knows what is going through
his mind. She continues.
MONICA
We lost a child, it was forced
out of my body, against my will.
He ignores that and as a result I
feel guilty if I try to bring it up,
so I don’t. (beat) I’ve never dealt
with that loss, Knowle. I don’t know
if I ever will.
KNOWLE
I wish I knew how to help you...
I wish I knew what you’re feeling.
I wish I would have done everything
I could have and gotten you out of
that facility before Dana could hurt you.
MONICA
It’s not her fault, Knowle. I may
be sad about losing my unborn
daughter, but... what happened did save my life.
KNOWLE
That still doesn’t make it right, what
she did to you. (beat/worked up) I don’t
understand why you can easily forgive her.
She’s hurt you so much, she continues to
complicate your condition by letting Brad
keep that medication to give you. I think
she cares more about saving her own reputation
than she does about anyone else.
MONICA
Knowle...
KNOWLE
Hear me out, Mon’, I get it, I do.
She treated you well at the facility and
she hurt you at the facility. I believe
your friendship with her is due to the
fact you are suffering from Stockholm Syndrome.
Monica blinks her eyes.
MONICA
Stockholm Syndrome?
KNOWLE
Yes, it happens when a hostage or an
abuse victim sees hints of kindness
towards them from their abuser. They
grow attached to the abuser and believe
they love them so they remain loyal to them.
Monica shakes her head.
MONICA
It’s not Stockholm Syndrome, Knowle.
Dana was a victim there too. She did
what she had to do to keep me alive, and
to keep herself alive. I don’t hold
any of that against her, and I wish you
wouldn’t either.
KNOWLE
I just... I can’t help but...
He trails off, not wanting to say what’s
on his mind.
MONICA
Please, don’t wish harm on her,
Knowle. She’s a good person.
Knowle takes his eyes off of Monica, he
had hoped she hadn’t read his mind in that moment. He feels bad for
thinking it, Dana is Monica’s friend, and he knows she did what she
did for the best for both of them at that facility.
Monica gives him a look, still reading his mind.
MONICA
Then why’d you think that?
KNOWLE
I’m sorry.
MONICA
Can you do me a favor?
KNOWLE
Sure.
MONICA
Make an effort to get to know Dana
better tonight. Whether you like it
or not, she and John will be together,
and she’ll always be my friend.
(beat) She’s a good person.
Knowle nods his head.
MONICA
Thank you.
Monica looks at her Olympic rings wrist
watch.
MONICA
Oh my gosh, it’s nearly 7:30.
I told John I’d be over by 7.
She stands up as does Knowle. Monica starts
to walk to the door.
KNOWLE
Hey Mon’...
She stops and looks at him. He walks up
to her, opening his arms to pull her into a hug.
KNOWLE
You’re going to be all right.
He pulls away from her and smiles, she
returns it.
MONICA
Thank you.
They walk out the door to head over to
John’s.
CUT TO:
INT. JOHN DOGGETT’S HOUSE – 7:33 P.M.
Doggett stands in the middle of his living room,
alone.
Everyone was supposed to be here by now. Doggett
glances at his wristwatch. There’s almost 25 minutes until the opening
ceremony begins on TV. He bought food, soda, even candy for Mulder.
And nobody is here yet.
He looks at his watch again. Monica is running
late. She never runs late when it comes to the Olympics.
He turns around to look at his TV and VCR. He
goes over to where he has video tapes stored. He rummages through
them, he should find a tape to use to record the Olympics just in
case Monica isn’t here by the time it starts. She always brings over
blank tapes for him to use.
There’s a knock on his front door.
Buddy barks and runs, tail wagging, to the door.
John opens the door. It’s Spender, Mulder, and
Kim Cook.
SPENDER
Heya, John. Mulder invited me over
for the party. Hope you don’t mind.
DOGGETT
No, not at all. Come on in.
Doggett steps aside and lets them in.
DOGGETT
The party thing is Monica’s idea
and she’s not even here yet.
KIM
Fox tells me you’re just as geeky
as Monica is about the Olympics.
DOGGETT
Maybe back in the 80s, but I got a life now.
Mulder walks into the living room and grabs
some potato chips from a bowl on the coffee table.
MULDER
Is Scully here yet?
Mulder cocks his eyebrow.
DOGGETT
She’s sittin’ this one out. She
called earlier and wants a quiet
evening at home.
Mulder looks suspicious of him.
MULDER
And where exactly is... home?
Mulder smiles mischievously. He believes
that secretly Scully has moved in with Doggett.
DOGGETT
Her apartment.
MULDER
I see...
He grabs another handful of chips and stuffs
his mouth.
SPENDER
He thinks that Dana’s moved in with you.
That’s why he’s being weird.
MULDER
I’m not being weird!
Mulder’s eyes are wide, trying to indicate
to Spender that he didn’t want John to know that’s what he’s thinking.
DOGGETT
Well, Dana’s not living here yet, though
I have been thinking about asking her if
she’d like to move in with me.
Kim takes a seat on the couch.
KIM
You gonna marry her?
Doggett shoots her a look. That’s pretty
darn direct.
MULDER
I heard a rumor that you wanted
to ask her to marry you last
month. Is that true?
Doggett rubs the back of his neck.
DOGGETT
Well if it weren’t for your American
Idol Super Buddies Reunion, yeah, Dana
and I may very well be engaged by now.
MULDER
Oh no! I ruined your plans?!
SPENDER
I’m sure you didn’t ruin any plans, Mulder.
The front door opens and Monica and Knowle
enter. Spender smiles at Kim and sits down next to her on the couch,
resting his arm behind her on the back of the couch.
MULDER
Jeffrey! Don’t flirt with Kim!
Monica looks at Mulder with a cookey smile.
MONICA
Hey John! We’re here. It
hasn’t started yet, has it?
DOGGETT
I was about to put in a tape, but
I see you brought your own.
John looks at Knowle who is carrying Monica’s
box of blank VHS tapes.
KNOWLE
Ready for two fun-filled weeks
of recording the Olympics, John?
Knowle comes into the living room and sets
the box down and loads one of the tapes into John’s VCR.
MONICA
Is Dana not here yet? I was gonna
tell her all about Michelle Kwan’s
Olympic history.
DOGGETT
She wasn’t feeling up to coming over
tonight. She called and said she was
going to stay at home and catch up
on some reading.
MONICA
(disappointed)
Oh...
John pats Monica on the back.
DOGGETT
Don’t worry, you’ve got two Olympic-filled
weeks to catch her up on Michelle Kwan.
(beat)Brad’s not coming?
MONICA
Tonight’s his date with Paula Abdul.
Monica smiles at him, successfully hiding
her true feelings about that matter.
DOGGETT
Aww... that’s not right. Paula’s
nowhere near as important as you are.
MONICA
I thought you were a Paula fan.
DOGGETT
Yeah, but... would Paula Abdul really
stick with a relationship with a
hollywood nobody? (beat) Her date
with Brad is a publicity stunt.
SPENDER
I hope to see him in the tabloids.
MONICA
Like you said, I’ve still got two
Olympic-filled weeks to watch TV with him.
She smiles and walks to the kitchen.
MONICA
I hope you bought some hot
salsa and chips.
John turns around and Mulder is right up
I his face.
MULDER
Make Jeff stop flirting with Kim.
Doggett looks behind Mulder and sees Jeff
Spender on the couch, flirting with Kim Cook.
John gives Mulder a crooked smile.
DOGGETT
You got something for Kim?
MULDER
(nervous)
Gosh... golly...
Mulder gets nervous and shuffles his feet
and stares at them.
DOGGETT
Hey, there’s nothing wrong with havin’
a crush on a girl like that.
MULDER
(to himself, quiet)
Gosh my feet are big.
Doggett cocks an eyebrow, did he hear him
right? He shakes his head, not wanting to go there.
DOGGETT
Kim’s a nice woman, pretty, and to
tell you the truth, I think she
likes you too.
MULDER
Really?
DOGGETT
Yeah. She keeps looking our way.
I think she wants you to come
rescue her from your brother.
Mulder quickly looks over his shoulder
and sees Kim looking his way, their eyes meet and she looks away,
blushing, embarrassed to have been caught looking at him.
Mulder quickly goes over to Kim and Spender.
He sits down.
MULDER
So, Jeff, are you bragging to Kim
about all the women you’ve banged
so far this year?
Mulder gives Kim a smug smile and puts
his arm around her. Spender’s eyes widen, he can’t believe Mulder
asked him that.
John sits down in his armchair. He sees that
the Olympics have started.
DOGGETT
Hey Monica!
He hits ‘record’ on the VCR remote control.
DOGGETT
The place is called Stadio Olympico.
Monica comes running into the living room
and she sits down right in front of John on the floor, she leans her
back up against the armchair.
DOGGETT
Still have a crush on Bob Costas?
Knowle walks into the room.
KNOWLE
Bob Costas?
DOGGETT
Yeah, ever since Atlanta, Monica’s
been all over the guy in an Olympic year.
KNOWLE
Atlanta?
MONICA
The 1996 Atlanta Summer Olympics.
DOGGETT
She met him.
KNOWLE
You went to the Atlanta Olympics?
MONICA
Yeah, I ran into Bob Costas while I was there.
DOGGETT
She’s got a picture of her and him
somewhere, and an autograph. You wanna
ask her about the Terry Gannon Fan Club?
MONICA
Shut up, John!
KNOWLE
The what?
DOGGETT
He commentates for ice skating, and
the Rose Bowl parade.
MONICA
Figure skating.
DOGGETT
I think she’s got a crush on him too.
MONICA
I do not!
KNOWLE
Is he a tall dark haired man too?
DOGGETT
I guess so.
Knowle sits down on the armchair’s footrest
and pulls it out of John’s vision.
KNOWLE
So she’s got a thing for tall dark haired
guys, huh? (beat) Is this Bob Costas tall?
DOGGETT
Not sure, he looks like he’d be
short. Well... shorter than you or I.
Knowle and John laugh.
MONICA
Stop picking on Bob, guys.
Let’s be quiet and listen.
It’s the opening ceremony.
John, Knowle, Monica, Mulder, Kim, and
Spender are quite for a few minutes, watching the coverage of the
Torino Olympics.
MULDER
Alex says he’s going to be at the Olympics.
MONICA
He’s not up to anything, is he?
MULDER
No. He and Marita are competing in
the ice dance competition.
KIM
Alex knows how to ice skate?
MULDER
I’ve seen him jump and do tricks
on the ice, he’s good.
MONICA
He’s Russian. They have a long
tradition of figure skating excellence.
There’s talk of a Russian sweep of
the figure skating medals, I think
that Michelle Kwan will prevent that
from happening, she’ll win the ladies event.
KNOWLE
I heard Michelle Kwan’s getting
too old for skating.
MONICA
She’s only 25 years old, she’s still
young. She’s had setbacks this year,
a hip injury and a groin injury, that’s
why the media is being rude and saying
she’s ‘too old’, they forget that Irina
Slutskaya is a couple years older than
she is and she’s a favorite to win the
gold medal. I mean, Michelle could even
continue on to the next Olympics four
years from now in Vancouver. Can you imagine
if she wins here in Torino and still
continues on to Vancouver and wins there too?
She’s such a legend, and a very gracious person.
Monica trails off with a smile on her face.
Michelle Kwan is the Kween. She’s the reason why figure skating is
so interesting. She’s been at the top of her game for ten years now.
John leans over to Knowle.
DOGGETT
You should have seen her a couple
weeks ago. She was glued to her
computer watching some forum to
see if Michelle Kwan was for sure
going to go to the Olympics.
MONICA
I can’t wait to see her skate again.
MULDER
Me too.
Knowle gets up off the footrest and goes
to sit on the couch, he leans back and watches the TV. He eyes Spender
who looks like he wants to make a move on Kim.
KNOWLE
Jeff? That’s your name, right?
Spender quickly stops making a move closer
to Kim.
SPENDER
Yeah.
KNOWLE
Are you and Mulder close?
SPENDER
He’s my half-brother.
KNOWLE
You mind leaving Miss Cook alone?
She doesn’t seem all that impressed with you.
SPENDER
I’m a ladies man.
John laughs.
DOGGETT
Are you sure you’re not Alex’s half-brother?
SPENDER
What does that mean?
KIM
It means that Alex Krycek is notorious
for believing he’s a ladies man, and he’s
made an ass out of himself for acting
upon that belief.
Mulder chuckles.
MULDER
Oh, if only Pee Wee were here to hear this.
Smoothly, Mulder puts his arm across Kim’s
shoulders. She looks at him and smiles.
SPENDER
Pee Wee. That’s a new one. Why
didn’t you guys tell me he aquired
a new nickname?
KNOWLE
Alex didn’t like it... at first.
MONICA
Then when we were on that island he
grew to like it just as much as
Da Man and Hunky Punk.
SPENDER
I bet you gave him that nickname, huh, Mulder?
Mulder doesn’t hear his brother’s question,
he’s busy looking at Kim’s eyes. He nervously rests his hand on hers.
SPENDER
Hey Fox!
Spender whistles at Mulder like a dog.
Buddy barks and jumps up on Spender’s lap.
SPENDER
Aren’t you supposed to be helping
Walter get back together with her?
(to Buddy) Buddy, down.
Buddy hops off of Spender’s lap and runs
over to John and hops up in his lap and lies down.
Kim looks at Spender, obviously he must not
know her history with Walter Skinner.
KIM
Jeff, Walter and I are over, despite
what he may say about it or want from me,
and if you’re on his side, please tell him
to stop sending me flowers, begging for me
to take him back.
MULDER
He’s doing that?
KIM
It’s the new thing he’s doing
to ‘win’ me back.
She’s not happy about this.
DOGGETT
Is he finally over the fact that
he and Dana will never be a couple again?
Spender laughs.
DOGGETT
Why’s that funny?
SPENDER
It’s not. It’s just... he pretends he’s
so hung up on Kim, but just the other
day I caught him staring at some uh...
how do I put this... well-done nudie photos
of Miss Scully.
Spender wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
MONICA
Well-done nudie photos?
SPENDER
Looked like she was a nudie model.
I didn’t ask where he got the pictures
from, I assumed that Dana, being Dana,
stripped down and let some stranger
photograph her nude.
KNOWLE
Was he in his office when you
caught him doing this?
SPENDER
Yeah.
KNOWLE
I should let Shan’ know so the
D.O.J. can investigate.
DOGGETT
Hello!
John points at himself.
KNOWLE
Yeah?
DOGGETT
I work in the Office of Professional
Responsibility now, I can let Brad know
and we’ll look into it.
Moncia seems to be spacing out, not paying
attention to the conversation around her, rather in her own mind.
MONICA
With the right triggers... ‘Nam...
red... oh God.
Monica squeezes her eyes shut.
MULDER
Monica, are you all right?
John and Knowle turn their attention on
Monica.
DOGGETT
Mon’...?
Monica’s eyes open and she smiles. She
needs to keep herself from speaking when visions come to her which
is more often now since Dana has stopped forcing her to take the medication,
and Brad hasn’t been medicating her as often as the directions say
he should.
MONICA
I’m all right.
She smiles at him, but Knowle can tell
she’s not all right. He’ll ask her about that later.
There’s a knock on John’s front door.
DOGGETT
Maybe that’s Dana.
He smiles and stands up to go answer the
door, hoping that Scully has changed her mind and has decided to join
them all in Olympic fun.
He opens the door and sees Leyla Harrison.
LEYLA HARRISON
Hi Dogbert. I was told you and
Mulder and Scully were having a
party so I thought I’d come over too.
Leyla walks inside John’s home. He’s not
thrilled that she’s here.
DOGGETT
Everyone, this is Dana’s partner-
LEYLA HARRISON
(snaps)
- You call her Scully, Dogbreath!
DOGGETT
This is Dana’s partner, Agent Harrison.
Mulder slumps down in the couch, hoping
Leyla doesn’t see him. Kim pats him on the top of his head sympathetically.
LEYLA HARRISON
Where’s Mulder and Scully?
I want to watch them gaze at each other.
Knowle looks at John. Why is she here?
He met her once and didn’t want to see her again.
KNOWLE
Dana’s not here.
LEYLA HARRISON
Oh pooh! That just sinks
my shippy heart.
Leyla plops down in the armchair that Doggett
was just sitting in before he got up to answer the door.
LEYLA HARRISON
Maybe Scully isn’t feeling well
because of morning sickness.
Mulder’s head pops up. Does Leyla know
something he doesn’t?
MULDER
John? Are you and Scully having a baby?
John shakes his head "no".
LEYLA HARRISON
Mulder. You know very well that
Scully is impregnated because of
your donation. At first it didn’t
take, but you and Scully made love
and destiny took its course.
Mulder’s nose wrinkles. He hasn’t had special
feelings for Scully in years, and he’s never actually wanted to do
naked things with her. She’s like a mommy to him.
MULDER
Date Walter Skinner!
And that’s the best comeback he can come
up with. He slumps back down on the couch.
LEYLA HARRISON
It looks like you’re all having
such a dull time. What are we watching?
MONICA
The Winter Olympics opening ceremony.
LEYLA HARRISON
I hate sports except for the New
York Knicks because they’re Mulder’s
favorite baseball team.
Mulder whimpers.
MULDER
(quiet)
Basketball...
LEYLA HARRISON
I wrote a new fanfic that’s shippy.
Wanna hear it?
MULDER
For the love of my ears, please,
please, please NO.
DOGGETT
Leyla, you’ve been... delightful. But
I think you’ve overstayed your welcome.
I think you should go... you know... not like
I ever actually welcomed you in.
LEYLA HARRISON
(reciting her fanfic)
The frosty air erected Sculy’s nipples
as Fox Mulder’s warm lips sucked them
into his warm and luscious mouth. It
had been years since Scully had felt
this type of ecstasy. Her loins burned,
aching to feel his large cock inside her.
Knowle’s eyes are wide. Mulder’s face is
red. John rubs the back of his neck. Monica turns up the volume on
the TV. Kim blushes and tries to comfort Mulder, and Spender... well...
Spender leans forward to hear more.
Leyla looks at her audience.
LEYLA HARRISON
I know! It’s the best thing I ever wrote!
(beat) As Mulder’s hand groped and
caressed her stimulated skin, he couldn’t
help but laugh inside because he had gotten
Agent Dogbert fired from the FBI. Any man
near his Scully was a threat to the MSR.
No man but Mulder could touch her now.
DOGGETT
Leyla... I really don’t appreciate you
reciting your inappropriate story in
my home, and I know Dana wouldn’t appreciate
it either. Can you please leave?
LEYLA HARRISON
Hold on, I’m getting to the good part.
(beat) As Mulder thrusted into her
small body she quivered, orgasming. This
for sure was the best sex she’d ever had.
And Mulder would be sure to brag about it
to ratboy the next time he saw him.
KNOWLE
Ok. That’s it. I may not like Dana,
but this is downright unsettling.
Knowle stands up and goes to Leyla, lifting
her out of the armchair by her armpits. John promptly comes to his
aid.
DOGGETT
I’ll get her feet.
John and Knowle carry Leyla to the front
door.
LEYLA HARRISON
Hey! Stop it! The shippers
are going to hate you!
DOGGETT
How could they? They don’t even know me.
KNOWLE
John, crazies are crazies, it just
takes one fuckwit to lead a bunch
of hopeless fools who can’t form
an opinion for themselves.
LEYLA HARRISON
We just hate you Dogbert! You have
no right being near Scully when she’s
pregnant with Mulder’s baby! I don’t
care that the pregnancy timeline doesn’t
make sense. The baby’s Mulder’s and that’s final.
Leyla stands up and brushes dead grass
from her behind. Knowle looks at her like she’s nuts, which she is.
DOGGETT
Go home before I call the cops on you.
Leyla goes up right in his face and gives
him her best ‘badass’ stare.
LEYLA HARRISON
You listen here, Dogbert. I have
friends at the Heaven message forum
that hate you so much that they’ll start
threads about you just to bash you, so
I’d watch out if I were you. Mulder and
Scully love each other, it’s obvious.
You’re mad and stupid for not seeing it too!
KNOWLE
Sounds to me like you’re the mad and stupid one.
John gives Knowle a look.
LEYLA HARRISON
Super Soldier!
She turns on her high heel, almost tripping
and falling, and storms off with a pout to her car. We see she has
a heart-shaped photo manipulation of Mulder and Scully hanging from
her rearview mirror. She drives off.
KNOWLE
She’s a section 8. I think OPR should
have plenty on her to fire her, and
commit her to a mental institution.
DOGGETT
I’m glad Dana wasn’t here for that.
Lately she’s been coming home in
a sour mood because of that girl.
KNOWLE
Coming home? (beat) Is Dana
living with you?
DOGGETT
No. (beat) You’re the second person
who thought that today.
KNOWLE
You sound like you’re considering
taking that plunge.
DOGGETT
Well her lease expires soon and...
I’d love to have her around all the time.
KNOWLE
Be careful if you do. Shan’ and I lived
together for years, never married, and
we didn’t work out. You don’t want to make
that mistake with Dana, living together
before you’re married, turns into sex,
friends who have sex, and kidding yourself
that you’re in love when you’re not.
Knowle walks back into John’s home. John
lets out a sigh. He wishes that Knowle would warm up to Dana. He puts
his hands in his pocket and looks up at the sky. It’s cloudy, smells
like they may get freezing rain later that night. He turns around
and goes back inside his house.
CUT TO:
EXT. HIGHWAY – 9:23 P.M.
HIGH ANGLE – SCOTT WILLIAMS’S CAR
The car is alone on the highway.
We pan down inside the car and fall on Scott,
he’s calm, listening to Chris Isaak’s "Graduation Day".
CHRIS ISAAK
Driving slowly, watching the headlights in the rain
Funny how things change.
Think of the good times wishing you were still with me.
The way it used to be, graduation day.
Scott methodically taps his fingers on
the steering wheel. He stares at the road ahead of him, knowing what
he needs to do. If he can’t have her, no one can. He closes his eyes
and presses his hand against his growing erection. It arouses him,
thinking of the ways he’ll hurt her when they get to their destination.
He’ll teach her that she never should have left him. He’ll teach her
that she would have lived to see tomorrow if she had. He groans, his
cock desperate to fuck her one last time.
CHRIS ISAAK
Watching the stars fall a million dreams have all gone bad.
Think of all we had.
I know then, thought you loved me I was wrong.
Life goes on, graduation day, oh, graduation day.
Ironic. The last time he saw Dana was on
his graduation day. He demanded that she drop out of high school to
be with him, but with the help of her pesky friend, Alex Krycek, she
had stood up against him, and now he’ll never allow that to happen
again. He feels pre-cum leak from the head of his penis.
He wants to drive faster, but knows he can’t.
He can’t risk being pulled over. It would ruin his plans.
CHRIS ISAAK
Thinking of a time when everything was right.
Thinking of a time with only you and I.
Makes me sorry that it had to end that way.
Learned my lesson now there’s nothing left to say,
graduation day, oh, graduation day.
Scott slides his hand around his erection.
He has to control this. He needs to take control. All in good time
and he’ll have his way with her, and make her forever unavailable
to John Doggett or any other man. He promised her that one day he’d
get her back. He only wishes he didn’t have to kill her. If only she
hadn’t fucked John Doggett last night, in front of him no less. If
only she loved him and not John Doggett. If things were different
he’d be taking her out of the country to start a new life with him,
only she’s betrayed him, and for that she must die.
He takes an exit that will lead him up to New
York.
INT. SCOTT’S CAR TRUNK – CONTINUOUS
Scully lies in the dark trunk. Her hands are
bound behind her back, her feet are bound, and her mouth is gagged.
She’s freezing cold and shaking in fear. Her shorts and tank top aren’t
nearly enough to keep her at any level of warmth. Her skin is covered
with prickly goosebumps.
She squirms in place again, trying for another
time to writhe her way out of the plastic that binds her. She looks
around, Scott can’t be driving with the lights out, he wouldn’t want
to get caught. He must have covered the lights inside the trunk with
duct tape to prevent her from trying to kick them out.
Scully grinds her teeth together and grunts
as she painfully twists and turns her wrists. They’re warm, she wonders
if she’s cut herself.
Tears well in her eyes, wanting her to give
up and face the fact that this is it. Her final confrontation with
Scott, and she’s powerless against it.
She moans a frustrated cry and tears slowly
fall down her face. If only she had told John she was coming over,
at least her tardiness would alert him. But no, she just had to want
to read her book. She’s done this to herself.
He will beat her. He will rape her. And he will
most likely kill her.
There’s nothing she can do, but hope John has
tried calling her and has realized that something is wrong.
Many thoughts run through her mind: the day
her brother, Charles, was born, her first cigarette, the first time
her mother blamed her for the abuse she’s suffered, her father driving
her away from the city to star-gaze, the man who raped her when she
was just a child, her first time having consented sex with Alex Krycek,
birthday parties, drunken moments with high school friends, her wedding
to John Montgomery, giving birth to her late daughter, Jill, the trauma
she was responsible for putting Monica through at the facility, the
Cigarette-Smoking Man, camping in Colorado and sharing a sleeping
bag with John in order to keep warm... the first night John ever told
her he loved her back before they officially became a couple, learning
about John’s affair he had while he was married to Barbara and how
he blames himself for his son’s death because of it... Fourth of July
at John’s lake cabin in Luray... what she wouldn’t give to wake up
from this nightmare and feel his warm, loving arms around her body.
She wishes she could tell him that she loves
him one last time... semper fi...
Tears are now falling uncontrollably down her
face, accepting defeat. Her heart breaks knowing how much this is
going to hurt Johnny. He loves her so much.
Her body trembles again. Her throat hurts, it’s
dry. Maybe if she’s lucky she’ll freeze to death before Scott can
hurt her, and she won’t have to endure his death sentence.
CUT TO:
INT. JOHN DOGGETT’S HOUSE – 10:30 P.M.
On TV we see that the Parade of Nations is being
shown.
KIM
The Olympics are in Italy, right?
MONICA
Yeah.
KIM
Then why are they playing
American dance music?
Monica shrugs her shoulders.
From the kitchen...
MULDER
Hush up Jeffrey! I can do
what I want.
SPENDER
I’m telling you, she’s going
to reject you like she rejected me.
MULDER
No she won’t.
SPENDER
And you’ll be a damn fool.
Spender walks out of the kitchen and smirks.
He sits down next to Kim.
SPENDER
What’d I miss?
Mulder comes out of the kitchen.
MULDER
Hey, Kim, can you help me with something?
John looks at Mulder wondering what is
going on between him and his brother.
Kim stands up.
KIM
Call me in if they show Michelle Kwan.
MONICA
Will do.
Kim goes into the kitchen with Mulder.
KIM
What can I help with, Fox?
MULDER
I need to talk to you.
Please, have a seat.
Mulder pulls out one of John’s barstools
at the counter. Kim sits down.
MULDER
Kim, for the past few months you
and I have been hanging out a lot.
It started because your ex wanted
me to get you back together with
him, but I always knew you could do
better. (beat) I am a profiler, you
know, and I can see that not everything
is right with the Skinman. He’s too
possessive of you and even Scully for that matter.
KIM
I wish he wouldn’t take me talking
to him as a sign that I want to
be with him. He’s been so persistent.
Kim sighs and looks down.
MULDER
Kim? Is there any chance you’d
want to go out with me?
Kim’s heart skips a beat and she looks
up at Mulder and smiles.
MULDER
You know because I really like you
and I know I’d make you happy.
KIM
I’d love to, Fox.
Mulder contains his happy excitement and
smiles big.
MULDER
How about you and I go out tomorrow
night for dinner at La Bella Flora.
You like Italian, right?
KIM
My favorite. Yes, let’s go
there tomorrow night.
MULDER
I’ll pick you up at six.
Kim smiles and reaches out to hold Mulder’s
hand. She feels like she’s on Cloud 9.
KIM
And Fox... you already make me
happy. I love spending time with you.
MULDER
(bashful)
Chucks.
Knowle walks into the kitchen.
KNOWLE
Mulder, tell me more about Alex
and his figure skating.
MULDER
A few years back, more like in the
early 90s he skated in tights.
Mulder chuckles. That ought to give the
Big Guy some fuel for picking on Alex.
KNOWLE
Why’re you laughing?
MULDER
Alex wore tights.
KNOWLE
So did Brad when you made him audition
for American Idol. Plus, I already
figured Alex would have worn tights.
I watched ice dancing with Monica years
ago, the male dancers wore tights. It’s
not something to use to pick on Alex.
Mulder blinks.
MULDER
I thought you liked picking
on Pee Wee?
KNOWLE
Maybe back when I first met him.
I was only trying to intimidate
him for his involvement in what
happened to Monica.
MULDER
Oh.
KNOWLE
Lately he’s been doing his best to
get at me. Starting with the time
he peed on me on Halloween, accusing
me of being egotistical, cheering
on people to beat me when John accidentally
punched me on the island, he’s ungrateful
for the help I provided him there-
MULDER
- He really was, wasn’t he?
KNOWLE
I even defended him when Brad blamed
him for the plane crash, and he
continued to try to cause a scene
with me. I don’t get it. (beat)
He actually believed I was going to
kill him when we were hunting for
food.
MULDER
I think that Alex feels threatened
in a Alex Krycek kind of way, to having
you around. Most likely it has to do
with Marita. Plus... you’re a big man,
taller than me even. I’m sure the way
Alex thinks that he views you as a um...
threat to his uh... manhood.
KNOWLE
(surprised)
His manhood?
KIM
Alex is like that. That’s why he
didn’t like being called Pee Wee.
He thought you were insulting his...
manhood. So by picking on you, it
feels to him like he’s defending
his... honor...?
KNOWLE
I may not like the guy, but I
certainly have not wanted all
this to go on this long. I mean
every time I see him he tries to
start something with me and I do
my best to ignore it.
MULDER
Alex is like that though. He’s got
a flare for the dramatic. Why else
do you think we have to ban him on
Goofy Spooky sometimes? And now he has
his own internet blog so he can post
without being regulated. (beat) He’s
a drama queen. He even teased John that
you and Scully were off having an affair
on the island, all because he wants drama.
I think he does all this for attention.
He’s an attention whore. (beat) I wish
he’d grow up.
Knowle and Kim nod their heads, agreeing
with that statement.
Off screen:
MONICA
Oh my God! He’s gonna jinx her!
Mulder, Kim, and Knowle come back into
the living room and see that Krycek is on TV, with Michelle Kwan.
His arm is around her. He’s smiling like an idiot.
KRYCEK
(on TV)
Hey yo! I’m hanging with da Kween!
Michelle Kwan looks at him oddly.
KRYCEK
She’s gonna win the OGM, the
Olympic Gold Medal. I even
wrote a song about it. It goes like this...
Krycek clears his throat, he’s about to
perform on television, and he knows it.
MONICA
Oh shit. He’s so jinxed her.
Knowle sits down on the couch and turns
up the volume on the TV.
KRYCEK
(on TV, singing/rapping)
She’s got the A plus, plus!
She’s gonna kick Ira’s butt!
Yo! She da best. She da Kween!
And she gonna win the OGM!
That’s right yo!
Oh yeah, the OGM, stands fo Olympic Gold Medal!
She da best and Sasha stole my name!
Dat mean she gonna be maimed!
But not by me, but a nagging injury!
Da Kween will rise above them all!
Sasha Cohen will fall!
Oh yeah, Buddy!
Da Kween will win the OGM!
CHORUS! BABY! YEAH!
Da OGM! Oh yes, da OGM!
Da OGM gonna belong to da Kween!
Dats my OTP!
Krycek crosses his arms across his chest
like a punky rapper.
KRYCEK
(on TV)
Yo!
MICHELLE KWAN
That’s... lovely... (beat) I don’t
think my sponsors want me near you.
KRYCEK
So wanna go out with me?
Have a brewsky?
MICHELLE KWAN
No.
Michelle Kwan walks away from Krycek.
MONICA
Why’d he hunt her down?
MULDER
We were just talking about how Alex
is an attention whore. I’m sure he
knew the media would show Michelle
Kwan on TV.
DOGGETT
Let’s home American Idol doesn’t
contact him again.
KIM
He’s actually not a bad singer.
I was at Fox and Alex’s once
and he was singing "Heartbreak Hotel"
in the shower. He was really good.
Surprised me.
Spender sits down next to Monica on the
floor in front of John’s armchair.
SPENDER
So, how long have you been
doing this?
MONICA
What?
SPENDER
Tape record the Olympics.
MONICA
Since the 1980 Lake Placid Games.
I have "Miracle On Ice" on tape
from the original broadcast.
Spender looks confused. From across the
room, John chimes in.
DOGGETT
The U.S. hockey team beat the Soviets
in the semi-final, and went on to beat
Finland for the gold medal.
MONICA
(quoting)
"Eleven seconds, you got ten seconds,
the countdown going on right now...
Marrow up to Silk... five seconds left
in the game! Four left in the game!
Do you believe in miracles?! YES!
Unbelievable!"
Monica stands up and points her index finger
to the ceiling just like team USA did at the medal ceremony in 1980.
KNOWLE
Monica’s having an Olympic geek moment.
DOGGETT
Didn’t she have a crush on-
MONICA
(excited)
- Mike Eruzione!
MULDER
Hey look! Alex is on TV again!
He points to the TV. This time Krycek is
with Marita. Marita is sitting on top of Krycek’s shoulders. They
are wearing outfits supplied by the ROOTS outfitter. Krycek is waving
a mini American flag in the air. He waves at the camera.
KRYCEK
Hi Mulder! Hi Scully! Bet you
never thought my Marita Lynn and
I would get here, huh?
Mulder, Kim, Spender, John, Knowle, and
Monica watch him on TV, still in disbelief that he’s an Olympian.
SPENDER
I didn’t know the IOC approved
idiocy competitions.
DOGGETT
I feel like I’m in an episode
of The Twilight Zone...
Suddenly, "The Twilight Zone"
theme song actually plays. Everyone’s eyes widen, how spooky is that?
Mulder looks down at his cell phone on the coffee
table. His ring tone is "The Twilight Zone". He picks it
up and answers.
MULDER
Hello...
CUT TO:
INT. ITALIAN DISCOTEQUE – 4:40 A.M. (LOCAL ITALY
TIME)
TORINO, ITALY
Krycek is sitting at a bar. He’s on his cell
phone. It’s loud around him.
KRYCEK
(yelling)
Mulder! Have you watched the
Olympics yet?
INTERCUT: DOGGETT’S HOUSE
Mulder speaks in excitement.
MULDER
Ohmygosh! Alex! What time is it there?!
KRYCEK
(muffled, on phone)
Going on 5 in the morning. I’m
partying like I’m Italian! The
chicks dig me here! (beat) I’m
going to tell American chicks that
I’m Italian when I get back to the States!
MULDER
What happened to being Swedish?
And what about Marita?
KRYCEK
I’m a Swedish hockey player. And then
I’m an Italian lover. (beat) I love Marita
she’s my shining light, my heart and soul.
(beat) My Marita Lynn, so fair and so sweet
she knocks me off my feet. So beautiful and
kind, and now we don’t drink red wine. Dammit
all to hell, I wish I would’ve fell. Into
the depths of despair. She was my only dear.
Now she’s with another man, and she is no
longer my wo-man. I wish I could die, but
that would make it a tie. She was my only
one. She made my heart run. Like a flower
in the wind. She’s no longer my Marita Lynn.
MULDER
Alex... why don’t you ever revise that poem?
You wrote it back when she was with Alfredo
or Skinner.
KRYCEK
Cuz’ it’s a Pee Wee classic!
MULDER
Ok... buddy, don’t you have to wake
up early to practice?
KRYCEK
Yeah, but I like the party
more right now.
MULDER
So... are you representing Italy?
KRYCEK
No. Marita and I are competing
in ice dancing. (quieter) I’ve made
a deal with Speedy so Marita and
I will win.
MULDER
Alex! That’s unfair! That’s not what
the spirit of the Olympic Games is
all about! (beat) Who’s Speedy?
KRYCEK
Ottavio Chinganita something or other.
He’s the head of the International
Skating Union. Plus... it’s figure skating!
There has to be a scandal, it’s tradition.
Especially if I’m here.
MULDER
I think that song you sang for Michelle
Kwan is scandalous enough.
KRYCEK
Why? It’s not like that Sasha
girl isn’t going to fall. She’s
consistently inconsistent.
Krycek laughs to himself because he knows
that’s a true statement. Sasha Cohen can never put two good programs
back-to-back. Why would the Olympics be any different?
KRYCEK
Anyway, I should go so I can have
more bellisimo fun before I have
to get up for practice.
MULDER
Please, reconsider your deal-
Krycek hangs up on Mulder and turns to
speak to some woman next to him.
KRYCEK
(flirty)
Va’al diavolo, tu puzzi.
The woman is offended. He just told her
to go to hell and that she smells. Krycek winks, thinking he’s quite
Da Man Hunky Punk Pee Wee.
KRYCEK
(da man)
Va’a fare una bella cacata.
Ti sentirai meglio, baby.
The woman stands up and slaps Krycek across
the face. He just told her if she took a good shit that she’d feel
better.
KRYCEK
(arrogant)
That’s right I’m Da Man Hunky Punk Pee Wee!
He picks up a glass of vodka and downs
it.
KRYCEK
(to bartender)
Il conto, per favore.
The bartender brings him his bill, as he
asked.
KRYCEK
Grazie.
Krycek pays the bartender and leaves the
bar.
CUT TO:
INT. DOGGETT’S HOUSE – 11:36 P.M.
Mulder is with Kim in John’s kitchen, holding
the phone to his ear.
KIM
She’s still not answering?
Mulder shakes his head "no".
MULDER
I just know Scully would want
to know Alex was on TV.
KIM
Maybe she went to bed early
and isn’t waking up.
MULDER
That’d be so unlike her, even
though it is nearly midnight.
He hangs up the phone.
Out in the living room, John is sitting on his
couch, setting his VCR to record the Olympics on the USA Network for
Monica, he’s glad he’ll be taping hockey games and some curling. He
enjoys both of those sports.
MONICA
Don’t forget to tape that Olympic
Ice program too, it’s hosted by
Dick Button, you know.
DOGGETT
Yeah, yeah, I got it.
Monica wanders over to the fireplace and
takes hold of a framed photo of John and Dana that is on the mantle.
She stares at Dana’s photo as if the picture itself is trying to tell
her something.
DOGGETT
You know, as much as I tape for you, my
VCR is bound to need repair one of
these days. What will you do when that happens?
Monica doesn’t answer him. She’s fixated
on the picture of him and Dana.
MONICA
When was this picture taken?
John looks over at her.
DOGGETT
Last year, Fourth of July.
He smiles, reflecting back on that day
with Dana. It was the first time since they had become a couple that
he had expressed to her that he loves her, even though it came out
as "semper fi" instead of "I love you". He now
says "semper fi" to her in quiet moments, intimate moments
between the two of them. It’s special to them.
MONICA
(to self)
Car problems... a kind man now uneasy...
years of anger, years of... hurt. Planning.
She goes deathly silent and then SUDDENLY
she drops the framed photo to the floor, the glass breaks. She holds
both her hands to her head and screams.
Doggett looks up at her again and Knowle rushes
into the room.
KNOWLE
Monica?
She looks at him, shaking her head "no",
fear in her eyes. Some blood trickles from her nose for no apparent
reason.
DOGGETT
Oh my God, Monica...
John reaches out to her, but just as he
does, her head snaps to the side as if being hit by a strong force,
blood flies out of her mouth, and she falls to the floor, lying on
her stomach.
Mulder and Kim come out of the kitchen as John
and Knowle rush to Monica’s aid.
MULDER
Should I call 9-1-1?
Knowle rolls Monica onto her back carefully.
Doggett grabs his phone and calls an ambulance.
KNOWLE
(calm)
Tilt your head back, Mon’, we
need to stop the bleeding.
MONICA
(mumbling to self)
... son-of-a-bitch...
She groans in pain and squeezes her eyes
shut.
MONICA
I won’t let you...
SIMULTANEOUS CUT TO:
INT. BASEMENT – CONTINUOUS
SCULLY
(weak)
... I won’t let you... I... I c-can’t...
Scully’s face is beaten up, blood coming
from her nose and mouth. She’s been hit bad. Her eyes are squeezed
shut.
The sound of a hunting knife is heard and a
man’s hands come into view and he carelessly cuts the plastic that
binds Scully’s hands. The blade cuts through her skin.
Scott places one of his hands on top of Dana’s
back to keep her pushed down on the bed. The hand with the knife slowly
travels down the back of her pink tank top, over her tight-fitting
shorts, and down her bare leg, lightly cutting through her skin, leaving
a trail of blood. When he reaches the binding on her ankles he angrily
cuts them off and quickly flips Dana onto her back, and straddles
her tiny body.
He lies his large body on top of hers, crushing
her, making it difficult for her to breathe. He grabs her breast and
squeezes it painfully, a smug smirk on his face as she winces in pain.
Tears well up in Scott’s eyes.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
(quiet, angry)
You were supposed to love me...
I never stopped loving you, you bitch,
and you betray me with him.
Dana opens her eyes, they’re full of fear.
She knows she can’t be scared if she’s going to survive this, but
she is.
He kisses her gently, as if he loves her.
This is it. The last moments of her life. She
finds it hard to breathe.
John...
Scott removes his mouth from hers and backhands
her viciously across the face, blood flies from her mouth and tears
fall down her face.
She feels him begin to pull down her shorts,
his hot breath is on her inner thighs. With all her might, she backhands
Scott, causing him to lose his balance over her and he falls to her
side.
Dana quickly tries to get off the bed and into
a better position to save herself. She does not want Scott to hurt
her like this again. She does not want Scott to decide when her life
is over. She’s been through too much in her life to go back to this.
She’s a survivor, she’s no longer his weak victim. John helped her
find strength in herself, strength to face what Scott did to her,
strength to move on. She owes it to herself to get out of this alive.
She scurries to get off the bed, but Scott grabs
her hair and pulls her back down and pins her underneath his heavy
body. Scully punches him, closed fist, and she feels her skin break
upon impact, her blood mixing with his. Yet he holds her down. He
manages to hold both her wrists in one hand as his other ventures
in between her legs. She feels his growing erection pressing against
her leg. It won’t be long now.
She squeezes her eyes shut. She needs to find
a way out of this. She needs to find a way back to John. Scott is
no longer a part of her life, tonight can end it forever if she could
just find a way out.
She groans as she tries with all her strength
to work her way out of his angry grasp. She doesn’t budge.
SCOTT WILLIAMS
Stop squirming, Dana, you’re only
making this worse for yourself.
She feels his hand slip inside her shorts,
fondling her.
She remembers back to the island when Knowle
Rohrer had pinned her down... she closes her eyes and musters all
the strength she can to her core and she uses her body weight to roll
herself on top of Scott, temporarily freeing herself from his grasp.
She quickly stands up and runs to the door, and the large hunting
knife is thrown into her shoulder.
Scully screams and falls to the ground, her
hand resting on the handle of the knife that is in her shoulder.
Menacingly, Scott approaches her. Scully looks
back at him, knowing she will be killed for her actions. Despite the
knife being in her shoulder, she reaches up despite the pain, and
quickly switches off the light in the room.
OVER BLACK we hear signs of struggle, more violence,
Scully screaming, and then... complete silence.
TO BE CONTINUED...