(William Scully walks over to a small Christmas tree with an angel ornament on top.)
WILLIAM SCULLY: Are you going to leave this up all year?
SCULLY: Yup. All year. Since you always made us take the Christmas tree down the day after Christmas, Iím making up for lost time.
(She starts piling plates on the kitchen table.)
WILLIAM SCULLY: If your idea of a good time is picking up dried pine needles, treat yourself.
MARGARET SCULLY: As if heís an authority on having a good time.
(She walks over, carrying plates from the dinner table. William crosses over to beside Scully.)
SCULLY: Thatís okay, Mom, I got that.
MARGARET SCULLY: Oh, okay.
WILLIAM SCULLY: Okay, Maggie, letís shove off.
MARGARET SCULLY: Oh, okay.
(She puts the plate down and goes over to Scully. She hugs her.)
Well, thank you for having us. Dinner was delicious as usual.
SCULLY: Thanks, Mom.
(Scully walks over to her father and salutes.)
Good sailing, Ahab.
(He hugs her.)
WILLIAM SCULLY: Goodnight, Starbuck.
(Margaret gives William an urging look as if to ask his daughter a question.)
Howís work? Good?
SCULLY: Yup. Itís good.
WILLIAM SCULLY: Well...
(William and Margaret cross over to the coatrack by the door and put on their coats. Scully throws down the napkin in her hand onto the table and walks over.)
SCULLY: Well, drive carefully.
MARGARET SCULLY: Uh-huh.
(Scully unlocks the door and kisses her mother goodbye.)
SCULLY: Goodnight, Daddy.
(The parents walk out. She watches them go, then closes the door. Later. It is now 1:47. On TV, a man is talking on an informercial under his picture, it says:
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(The caption changes to:
" Approximate One Month Supply
Time May Vary Depending On Frequency
of Use or Size of Area to be Covered")
Thereís an approximate one-month supply here...
(They show two videos, one in the upper right, the other in the lower left, of "hair" being sprayed onto bald peopleís heads. In the upper left it reads "Only $39.92.")
And all youíll spend for this entire package is just 39 dollars and 92 cents.
(There is applause and cheering. Scully is sleeping on the couch, a
blanket draped over her.
Her eyes open.)
WOMAN ON TV: Mr. Johnson?
RON POPEIL ON TV: Yes?
(Scully sees her father sitting in a chair in front of her, blue light shining down on him. His mouth is moving but no words are coming out.)
WOMAN ON TV: I was kind of interested that Allen used a blond and I hadnít seen anyone use a blond.
SCULLY: Dad? I thought you guys left.
(She sits up.)
(There is no answer. He is talking but making no noise. The phone rings, startling her. She looks back at the phone, then to her father. The chair is empty. Scully is very confused as the phone rings again. She gets up, blanket still covering her, and starts walking to the phone. It rings twice more before she picks it up.)
(There is no answer except for some muffled crying.)
MARGARET SCULLY: Dana?
SCULLY: Mom? Whatís the matter?
MARGARET SCULLY: We, um... we lost your dad. He had a... a massive coronary... about an hour ago. He... heís gone.
(Scully looks back to where she saw her father sitting. The chair is still empty.)
(A teenage boy and girl are making out in a car on the side of the road.)
GIRL: I swear, Christmas Day... my whole familyís opening presents and all and Iím just sitting there in my own little world, thinking "I just wish Jim were here."
BOY: Hmmm, I know.
(There is a knock on the window. They look at the window as a flashlight shines through. A police officer, Lucas Henry, is standing there.)
Oh man, busted.
(She gets off of him as he wipes his lips. He rolls down the window.)
HENRY: Out of the vehicle, please.
BOY: Weíre sorry, sir. Weíll be on our way.
HENRY: I said, out of the vehicle
(The boy looks at the girl, rolls up the window and gets out of the car. He canít make out the officerís face because the light is shining in his face. He raises his hand to deflect the light.)
Keep your hands down. Letís see some ID.
(The boy looks down and sees that the "officer" is wearing jeans and boots.)
BOY: No, not till I see yours.
(Henry hits the boy in the face with the flashlight. The girl screams as the boyís face slams into the window and slides down, leaving a trail of blood.)
(Mulder is reading a file. Scully sneaks up behind him and looks over his shoulder.)
SCULLY: Last time you were that engrossed, it turned out you were reading the Adult Video News.
MULDER: I didnít think youíd be in today. How are you, Dana?
SCULLY: "Dana." Iím fine, thank you. What are you working on?
MULDER: Two days ago, a couple was kidnapped at Jackson University. Elizabeth Hawley and James Summers, both 19.
(Mulder shows her a picture of the couple.)
Last year, another couple was kidnapped to the day except that abduction occured at Duke University. One week later, they found both studentsí bodies dead.
(Scully looks over the file.)
SCULLY: They were kept alive, tortured through that period.
MULDER: No arrests were ever made. Police believed it to be a one-time offender but now it appears to be a serial incident. Anyway, if he holds true to form, we have five days to find those kids.
SCULLY: Thatís a grim deadline.
MULDER: Well, hereís another grim deadline.
(He reaches over and picks up a folder off a desk. He gives it to her.)
In one week, Luther Lee Boggs will take a seat in the North Carolina gas chamber.
SCULLY: How is he related?
MULDER: He claims to have information relating to the kidnapping. He described Hawleyís bracelet down to the last detail. This is information that only family members could have known.
SCULLY: Or the kidnapper.
MULDER: Boggs feels that if his talents help save these kids then his sentence should be reduced to life in prison.
SCULLY: His talents?
MULDER: He claims to have obtained this information through psychic transmission.
(He goes over and sits at his desk.)
SCULLY: Mulder, do I detect a hint of skepticism?
(She sits down opposite him.)
Boggs has been there before... in the chamber. My profile helped send
him there. He was actually strapped to the chair before recieving an executive
stay. He claims that this experience activated in him the ability to channel
spirits and demons. I believe in psychic ability, without a doubt, but
in this case. Not Boggs.
SCULLY: So you believe that Boggs is orchestrating the kidnapping from
A scam to save his life?
(Mulder nods. He hands her a file.)
MULDER: At the age of six, Luther Boggs slaughtered every pet animal in his housing project. When he was thirty, he strangled five family members over Thanksgiving dinner and then sat down to watch the fourth quarter of the Detroit - Green Bay game. Some killers are projects of society. Some act out past abuses. Boggs kills because he likes it.
SCULLY: And theyíve requested you speak with him?
(Mulder gets up.)
MULDER: Actually, heís requested to speak to me.
SCULLY: Why you?
(He puts his gun in his holster.)
MULDER: He read my profile on him and he believes Iím the only one who truly understands what he is. Anyway, I leave for Raleigh this afternoon.
SCULLY: Iíll go with you.
The funeralís at noon.
MULDER: I think you should take some time.
SCULLY: I need to work.
MULDER: Iím sorry about your father.
(He puts his hand on her cheek. She nods. He starts out.)
Iíll see you later.
SCULLY: (whispering) Okay.
(Mulder takes his coat and leaves. Scully goes to the file cabinet and pulls out a file that reads:
w/ The Dead"
She puts hit back in the drawer and slams it shut.)
(A man stands on a dock and dumps out William Scullyís ashes into the air as Beyond the Sea plays loudly. On the shore stands Scullyís family. Dana is standing next to her mother.)
SCULLY: As a captain, he was entitled to burial at Arlington with full ceremony.
MARGARET SCULLY: This is exactly how he wanted it. Just the family.
(There is an uncomfortable pause. The man dumping out the ashes holds up the empty urn and takes off his hat.)
This song was playing when his ship returned from the Cuban Blockade. He marched right off up to me... and he proposed.
(She starts to cry.)
SCULLY: I know that you and Dad were... disappointed that I chose the path Iím on instead of medicine but I need to know... was he at all proud of me?
MARGARET SCULLY: He was your father.
(A seagull cries out.)
(Luther Lee Boggs sits in a chair, handcuffs on. On his left hand, the word "Kiss" is written on his knuckles. On the right, the word "Kill.")
BOGGS: The soul of Luther Boggs drowns in hellís sea of fire. We have him now.
(Scully is sitting, Mulder is standing.)
MULDER: We? You mean the souls of your victims?
BOGGS: The dead. The living. All souls are connected.
MULDER: And youíre the conduit?
(Mulder sits. Boggsí breathing becomes labored. His whole speech and movement pattern changes to a more womanly tone.)
BOGGS: Uh... Dana... Fox... please understand that from here, we can
return to the past.
We can see the present. We can know the future.
MULDER: From here? Where exactly are you?
(Boggsí mood changes back to the previous one.)
BOGGS: Mr. Boggs must be made redemptive for his transgressions.
MULDER: Thatís exactly what the state of North Carolina intends to do next week.
(Boggsí tone and movement becomes more of a Brooklyn man.)
BOGGS: No. Uh-uh. Letís deal. Boggsí life for the kids, you know what Iím saying?
MULDER: First youíve got to prove youíre telling the truth.
(Boggs looks at him warily. Mulder pulls a small package out of his pocket.)
Donít get me wrong, Luther. I want to believe.
(He pulls a piece of blue cloth out of the bag, which Boggs takes. Boggsí breathing becomes heavier as he rubs the cloth between his hands, bringing it up to his mouth.)
BOGGS: Oh... ah... oh, God, no. Must stop. Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!
Pain! Iím in... pain, terrible pain...
(Mulder sits on the table, smiling slightly.)
Uh... the boy, uh, Jim... heís tied with twine. Uh, packing twine.
(He holds his wrists out. He begins spouting short screams, holding the cloth to his face, fists clenched.)
Uh, he, he whip, he whips them with a, a coat hanger, a wire coat hanger. Oh.
(His breathing becomes labored as he looks up at Mulder with wild eyes.)
Dark place. Cold. Cellar. Warehouse, condemned. An angel... of stone. Waterfall. Water falling. Itís, itís not a waterfall. Not water. Theyíre there. Oh, God. I got to go. I got to go. I, I got to go.
(He slumps down in his chair. Mulder walks over slowly and kneels down
in front of his face.
He takes the cloth out of his hand and holds it up.)
MULDER: I tore this off my New York Knicks t-shirt. It has nothing to do with the crime.
(He gets up and leaves. Scully picks up her briefcase and starts out.)
BOGGS: (singing) Somewhere... beyond the sea...
Somewhere... waiting for me...
(She turns around. Boggs looks up. In her eyes, he is replaced by William Scully. She backs away a little, startled, in emotional pain, eyes closed. She opens them and looks at Boggs, who is back to normal. His tone has now assumed that of William Scullyís.)
Did you get my message, Starbuck?
(Scully rushes out past Mulder, who is talking to a security guard.)
GUARD: Alright, thanks a lot.
(The guard goes back in his booth. Scully stops at the door. Mulder looks at her. She slowly turns around.)
MULDER: Scully, whatís wrong? Did Boggs say something to you?
SCULLY: No. Itís my father. Iím sorry, Iím sorry...
MULDER: Itís alright. Why donít you go back to the motel? Weíve exposed Boggs as a fraud. Boggs is not what he claims to be. He may be orchestrating the kidnapping. Now he knows that weíre on to him, he doesnít have a chance with this charade. Iím going to wait around a couple of hours and try to interrogate him. Hopefully, heíll tell me where the kids are.
(Boggs walks out behind them, a security guard on each side leading him back to his cell.)
BOGGS: (singing) Somewhere... beyond the shore... weíll kiss just as before... happy weíll be... beyond the sea...
(The door opens and Scully rushes out.)
And never again...
(Scully sits in her car. She comes to a red light and closes her eyes, remembering what Boggs said.)
BOGGS: (flashback) Water falling. Itís, itís not a waterfall.
(A honking car snaps her out of it. She opens her eyes and sees Hotel Niagara, a hotel with a sign that has a waterfall behind the letters. In her mind, she sees Boggs again.)
An angel of stone.
(She looks to her left and sees a stone statue of an angel holding another in itís arms, wings spread. Scully makes a sharp right turn and pulls into an alley. She stops the car at a door, which has a condemned sign on it. She walks in to the room, which is very quiet, except for water dripping. Two pigeons fly off and she is startled. She shines the flashlight on the ground and sees various candles and a beer bottle. Bending over, she picks up a small bracelet on the floor. She holds it up to the candle and looks at it, but something catches his eye. She looks across the floor and sees several wire coat hangers.)
(Scully sits in her chair. She sees another vision of her father, sitting across from her, speaking to her with no words. There is a knock at the door.)
MULDER: Itís Mulder.
(She gets up to answer the door. No one is in that chair across from her. She opens the door.)
I just heard that Liz Hawleyís family made a positive ID on the charm you found at the warehouse. The police are searching that place inch-by-inch but they havenít been able to find anything yet. I expected to find you at the crime scene.
(Scully goes over and puts the chairs away. Mulder comes in.)
SCULLY: Did Boggs confess?
MULDER: No, no, just five hours of Boggsí channeling. After three hours, I asked him to summon up the soul of Jimi Hendrix and requested "All Along the Watchtower." You know the guyís been dead for twenty years and he still hasnít lost his edge.
SCULLY: I lied to the police about how I found the warehouse. I didnít notice any suspicious activities.
MULDER: Then how did you find it?
SCULLY: It was where Boggs said it would be.
MULDER: Scully, I told you about Boggs...
SCULLY: I didnít go looking for it! I came across an area that had landmarks he spoke of...
MULDER: That doesnít matter! Thatís exactly what Boggs wanted! He could have been setting you up! You could be dead right now! Why did you lie in your police report?
SCULLY: I thought it would be a better explanation under the circumstances.
MULDER: What youíre really saying is that you didnít want to go on record admitting that you believed in Boggs! The bureau would expect something like that from "Spooky" Mulder, but not Dana Scully.
SCULLY: I thought that youíd be pleased that I opened myself to extreme possibilities.
MULDER: Why now? After all weíve seen, why Boggs?
(Mulder sits down.)
Does this have to do with your father?
(She shakes her head.)
You said that he didnít approve of you becoming an FBI agent. Now, if being on the job now makes you feel guilty or uncomfortable or uneasy, I think you should back away because if itís clouding your judgement, youíre putting yourself in danger.
SCULLY: I love this job.
MULDER: You love your father.
(About to cry she walks to the other side of the room.)
Dana... open yourself up to extreme possibilities only when theyíre the truth. That goes for Luther Boggs... and your father. As for Luther Boggs, heís the greatest of lies.
(He stands up and goes to her. They both sit down.)
I know heís working with someone on the outside and they planted that evidence. Now, we have to be very careful about planning our next move because heís five steps ahead. The one advantage we have is time.
(He holds up a newspaper. An article at the bottom has the headline "Gas Chamber Tested for Boggsí Execution.")
(Scully sits at a desk, looking at her watch. Mulder comes over and puts a paper down in front of her.)
MULDER: Scully, look at this.
(The headline reads "Kidnapped College Students Found Safe." Under that, it reads "Police seek suspect.")
SCULLY: Incredible! They found them?
MULDER: Thatís exactly what I want Boggs to think.
(He sits down.)
SCULLY: I donít understand, why didnít the police notify us?
MULDER: They havenít been found, the article is bogus. The Carolinian made this one up just for us, only six people know about it. Later on today, Boggs gets his weekly phone priviliges. Hopefully, heíll call his accomplice to find out what happened.
(We see the small slot to Boggsí door open and a hand puts down the fake newspaper. Through the slot, we see Boggs get off his bed and pick up the newspaper. The slot closes. Mulder looks at a camera into Boggsí room, seeing Boggs sit down on his cot and read, and then his watch. Scully sits behind him.)
Phone privilige is in two hours.
(Boggs is lead down the hall by two security guards. Mulder, Scully, some security guards and some suit-and-ties watch as he is lead into a room with a phone. Boggs runs his hands through his hair then picks up the phone and starts dialing. Scully leans over to the man next to her.)
(The man starts the tape recorder. Boggs looks directly at the camera as he puts the phone to his ear. In the security room, a phone starts ringing.)
MULDER: Turn off that phone. Turn it off.
(They all look for the phone until Scully sees Mulderís jacket.)
SCULLY: Mulder, itís you.
(Mulder reaches into his coat pocket, pulls out his cell phone, pulls up the antenna, pushes a button, and puts it to his ear.)
(Boggs is on the other end.)
BOGGS: (through phone) How come you donít believe me?
(Mulder looks at the monitor. Boggs is looking right back at him.)
Agent Scully believes me.
MULDER: Agent Scully believes what we all believe. That you have the kids. Now where are they?
(Boggs drops the phone and moans. Scully stands.)
SCULLY: Mulder... even if he is setting us up, we have to follow because in three days...
MULDER: Liz Hawley and Jim Summers will be dead.
SCULLY: And then a day later, our only connection to the case will be pulling up a chair at the gas chamber.
(In the monitor, Boggs is breathing heavy and labored.)
We have to deal.
(In the interrogation room before, Boggs sits in the same chair. His breathing is heavy. Mulder sits across from him.)
BOGGS: The kidnapper is aroused by the prospect of becoming a killer.
MULDER: Whatís the name?
BOGGS: Canít see... male...
MULDER: Describe him.
BOGGS: Small... thin... late twenties... skull...
(Flashes quickly to Henryís skull earring.)
(Flashes again to Henryís earring.)
Silver gray... his eyes, cold, very cold...
(Flashes to Henry whipping his head and facing the camera. His eyes are blue and look dead.)
Staring at Elizabeth...
(On the ground, Elizabeth is tied up and gagged, struggling at her bonds.
Boggs grimaces and chokes on his words.)
God, heís got the wire...
(Henry bends the wire coat hanger, thinning it out.)
No... please, no...
(Henry finishes thinning it and whips it down. Boggs reacts as if he was struck himself. We now see Scully is sitting in the back.)
MULDER: Where is he?
BOGGS: Heís over... over... by the window...
(We see Henry looking down at a desk next to a hole in the wall. In the back, we see Elizabeth. Henry slowly looks up.)
Holding back... holding back his thoughts of killing us... waiting... thereís a small boathouse on Lake Jordan.
(Mulder looks back at Scully, who writes it down in her notepad.)
MULDER: Did you get that?
(Scully closes her notepad and puts it and her pen away. She and Mulder get up. A buzz is heard and the door opens. They start to walk out.)
(They turn back.)
Donít go near the white cross. We see you down... and your blood spills on the white cross.
(They walk out.)
(Henry walks towards Jim and Elizabeth, whipping his leg with the coat hangar. Michael and Elizabeth scream with every whip. Jim is tied to a pole and gagged. Henry bends down to Elizabeth and raises the coat hangar to strike her.)
ELIZABETH: (muffled) No, no, no, no, no more...
(A bang is heard and Henry looks up. Outside, agents surround the boathouse. Scully and Mulder lead the way as a team of FBI agents go to the main door. An agent kicks down the door and they all run in.)
AGENT: Do you see anything?
2ND AGENT: Negative.
(Scully and Mulder see Elizabeth on the floor. Scully runs over to check her.)
SCULLY: Sweep the docks!
(While the agents start filing out, Mulder checks down a passage way. He shines his flashlight with his gun right above. As he approaches the back, we see more visibly a giant white cross. Hearing a noise, he turns around. Across the water hangs some sheets draped over a line. He sees some rustling and points his gun.)
MULDER: Federal agent!
(A gunshot goes off through the drape and hits Mulder. Mulder screams and falls. Scully hears the shot.)
(Henry, draped in the sheets, drives off in a motorboat. Scully rushes to Mulderís side. We hear agents shouting orders to each other illegibly.)
AGENT: Get in there, now!
SCULLY: We need an ambulance... officer down!
(She undoes her coat, takes it off and drapes it over Mulder. Turning around quickly, she sees a giant white cross towering over them. Mulderís blood is on it.)
(Two men wheel Mulder into an emergency room. Mulder is wearing an oxygen mask.)
PARAMEDIC: What do we got?
DOCTOR: Through and through upper femur...
NURSE: Canít palpate a radial pulse...
DOCTOR: Okay, I want a B.P. on this stat... get him on the gurney.
PARAMEDIC: One, two, three...
(The paramedics lift him off the wheeler and onto the gurney. Mulder coughs and shakes. Scully walks in.)
NURSE: Blood pressure is 67 on palpatation.
DOCTOR: Okay, tighten him and screen him for six, I want two liters of normal saline in him now and give him two units of o-neg after the typing. Letís transfer now.
(Elizabeth is looking at pictures of different criminals. Scully is standing next to the bed as a man flips the cards for her. She looks at the first one.)
(He flips to the next one.)
(The next one.)
(He flips to the next one and she looks away. The man gives the picture to Scully, and another man reads from a file.)
MAN: Lucas Jackson Henry, 28. Did some time at Angola in Louisiana for sexual assault, narcotics, nothing big, really. His personal history includes being witness to an auto accident in which his high school sweetheart was killed and his mother was decaptiated.
(He hands her the file. She looks at the profiles.)
The seven year anniversary of that accident is in three days.
SCULLY: Heís reliving it. That would explain the deadline.
(She walks over to the window.)
MAN: The most important element we found is that thereís substantial suspicion that Luther Lee Boggsí last five murders were commited with a partner. Now, the police up in Durham say they could never prove it in court but they know that partner was Lucas Henry.
(A buzz sounds and the door opens to the same room as before. A security guard walks out as Scully marches in. Boggs sits in the chair.)
SCULLY: You set us up. Youíre in on this with Lucas Henry. This was a trap for Mulder because he helped put you away. Well, I came here to tell you that if he dies because of what youíve done, four days from now, no one will be able to stop me from being the one that will throw the switch and gas you out of this life for good, you son of a bitch!
(She turns back to the door and waits for it to open.)
(She turns back. Instead of seeing Boggs there, she sees Mulder.)
(as Mulder) Youíre the one that believed me!
(She covers her ears and closes her eyes.)
SCULLY: No! No, I do not believe you!
(She opens them and Boggs is back to normal.)
BOGGS: If you donít believe me, maybe youíll believe yourself.
(He pauses and starts playing with his hair. His mannerism changes again, this time to a little boyís.)
There was that one time when I was fourteen and my parents had gone to bed and I snuck downstairs all alone. Got one of my momís cigarettes and went out onto the porch in the dark. I was so scared. My heart was beating, I mean, they would have killed me if they knew. But I was so excited. Not Ďcause of the cigarette, I mean, it was gross, but because I wasnít supposed to.
SCULLY: That could be a moment from any kidís life.
(She is shaken by the story. Boggs reverts back to normal.)
BOGGS: I know what you want. And I know who you want to talk to. Why donít you just go ahead and ask me?
(Scully is on the verge of crying.)
SCULLY: Iíll believe you... if you let... me talk to him.
(Boggs takes a deep breath, then slumps down and exhales it. He grunts twice. His breathing becomes heavier. He looks at her, his expression and mood like her fatherís.)
(Boggs twitches and pulls at his handcuffs, grimacing. His mood and tone become almost demonic.)
No, no, no! Nobody talks to anybody until I get a deal! Donít underestimate my fear of dying and donít downplay my terror of going back to that chair. I know my hellís going to be to go on back to that chair over and over again but in this life, my one and only life, I donít ever want to go back again! Ever! The last time I went to deathís door and looked inside...
(The screen grows bright until it goes to black-and-white of a priest reading Last Rites from the Bible. There is no audio.)
I had never talked to a minister before in my life ever until that day and he said, "He who doth not love remains in death and he who hates his brother is a murderer..."
(Boggs looks at the minister. A guard comes in and gives him his last meal.)
"And no murderer has eternal life abiding in him." My family, who I killed after their last meal, was right there to watch me over mine...
(Boggs looks to his left and sees his family standing there, watching him. Boggs is led down a hallway past his family, who is duplicated on either side of him.)
And their fear and their horror that I made them feel when I killed them was injected into me...
(Boggs is strapped into the chair and a wire that detects his heart beat is strapped to his chest.)
And their collective fear alone was just one taste of hell. And then I felt myself leave my body. I thought they had already killed me...
(Boggs tilts his head back and closes his eyes. Suddenly, spirits rush into his body, moaning, their clothes and features briefly replacing his as they move into him.)
And I saw thousands of souls rushing into my body.
(The screen brightens until we are back in the interrogation room.)
It is a cold, dark place, Scully. Mulderís looking in on it right now.
SCULLY: It may be a cold dark place for you but itís not for Mulder and itís not for my father.
BOGGS: Iím sure heíd like to tell you hisself but Iím not going to let
Nobody speaks until you get me a deal.
SCULLY: I donít believe you.
BOGGS: Oh well, thereís plenty of room in that cold, dark place for liars, Scully. You go ahead and play it like you need to but I know you believe me. But if you need to convince a judge Iím in on it with Lucas, go ahead. ĎCause either way, whether Iím running the show with Lucas or Iím channeling, no informationís coming until I get a deal. Go on, man, I got nothing to lose.
(Scully turns around and faces the door.)
(Boggs stands up behind her.)
BOGGS: If I die, that boy goes to that cold, dark place.
(There is a buzz and the cell door and outer door open. She walks out and stops as they slam behind her. She closes her eyes for a moment, then walks away.)
(Scully sits at the side of Mulderís bed as he listens. Instruments are hooked up to him and machines beep in the background.)
SCULLY: Thereís still no sign of Lucas Henry or Jim Summers. The Raliegh police said...
MULDER: No matter what, donít believe him. Boggs created this whole charade to get back at me for putting him on death row. Youíd be the next best thing.
SCULLY: Mulder, I never thought Iíd say this... but what if thereís another explanation?
MULDER: Donít... deal with him. He could be trying to claim you as his last victim.
(A buzz sounds and the door opens. Boggs is lead in by a security guard. The security guard walks out and we hear the door slam. Scully is sitting across from Boggs.)
SCULLY: All right, Mr. Boggs... you got your deal.
(Boggs nods and sheds a few tears.)
BOGGS: Thank you, maíam. Thank you.
SCULLY: Alright, where are they?
(Boggs exhales loudly and slumps back in his chair. Scully watches him
with no emotion.
Boggs changes moods again. He looks up at the ceiling.)
BOGGS: Uh... I... uh... I see, like, uh... circles. Uh... I donít know, like... barrels. No, no, bigger, like, uh... huge, uh... vats, uh... factory. Uh, condemned. The old, uh, Blue Devil Brewery up by Morrisville. Oh, God, heís getting, uh, heís getting ready. He... he... heís getting ready to, um, uh... heís getting ready to kill, uh, to kill the d... whoo.
(He exhales and slumps back down. Scully puts her things in her briefcase.)
SCULLY: Luther, if you really were psychic...
BOGGS: I would have known you lied. That there never was a deal. I know you tried.
(She picks up her briefcase and goes to the door. A buzz sounds and it opens.)
(She turns around.)
Avoid the devil. Donít follow Henry to the devil. Leave that to me.
(She walks out as a security guard walks in.)
(Henry waves an hatchet in the air and screams. He slams the axe head down into a table twice. Tied to a table and his mouth covered with masking tape, Jim groans and starts to cry. Henry walks over to a ledge and jumps down next to Jim. He grabs him by the hair and lifts the hatchet, ready to strike.)
(Henry stops and turns around. Agents rush in, guns armed. Scully takes the point, aiming at Henry.)
SCULLY: Federal agents, weíre armed! Drop your weapon.
(Henry slowly lowers his weapon. He raises it to throw but Scully shoots him in the side of the chest. He screams and recoils as Scully and a few agents start to chase after him. Henry drops the hatchet and runs as the other agents check on Jim.)
AGENT: There he is!
2ND AGENT: Get an ambulance...
AGENT: Hold it...
2ND AGENT: Itís gonna be alright, kid...
(Scullyís team turns a corner and runs down a hallway.)
AGENT: Somebody get over here! Go away!
(Henry runs down the hall, crashing into the wall and heaving. The agents stop at stairs, getting on either side of the fixture before it.)
(An agent runs up the stairs and is hit with a metal barrel in the face.
The agent falls down the stairs as Henry runs. Scully and another agent
run after Henry while another checks on the fallen one. Henry runs into
a dark room where rats are squeaking. He turns left. Scully and the agent
go into the room. She goes left, he goes right. Henry runs into another
room and up some stairs onto a catwalk. In the background, painted on the
wall, is a giant blue devil. Scully runs in, gun poised, but she lowers
it when she sees the devil. Henry looks at her and hears a creak under
his foot. He
looks down to see the boards breaking under his feet. He falls through, screaming until a crash is heard. Scully looks over the railing to see Henry, dead two or three flights down. Scully sits down on the stairs as another agent runs in.)
AGENT: Over here!
(Scully looks up at the blue devil on the wall.)
(The devilís face fades away, replaced with Boggs, who is sitting on his cot. Scully walks over and looks through his cell bars.)
BOGGS: You come to say goodbye?
SCULLY: I believe... that if you had orchestrated this kidnapping, Lucas Henry would have... been aware of the danger you warned me about. He never would have crossed that bridge. So you saved... Jim Summerís life. But you saved mine as well.
(Boggs nods, stands and walks to the cell bars.)
BOGGS: You come for some unfinished business? You want your fatherís
message? Not now.
Be there tonight. Be my witness. And when they got me in that chair and they... open up that shield... you get your message.
(He sits back down on the cot. It is now 5:57. A security guard walks into Lutherís cell and puts down his last meal. Boggs looks to the left and sees his dead family again, in black-and-white. Boggs is wearing shackles as he walks down the same hallway. He sees his family lining the halls again, the same way in black-and-white. They whisper to each other. Boggs stops and turns around in emotional pain, but the security guards turn him back around.)
(Boggs breathes heavily as he is strapped into the chair again. They put the same heart-detecting wire on his chest. The door opens in front of Boggs and two men stand there with a priest.)
PRIEST: Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven...
MAN: Would you like to make a statement?
PRIEST: ...our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.
(Another man walks into view. His witness. Boggs shakes his head no. The first man nods to another.)
And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil for thine is thy kingdom, thy power and thy glory...
(The contents of the cup spill out into the liquid. The gas rises and the liquid bubbles.)
Forever and ever. Amen.
(The look on Boggsí face is that of pure terror.)
(Scully sits at the foot of Mulderís bed.)
SCULLY: I was considering Boggs. If he knew that I was your partner, he could have found out everything he knew about me. About my father...
(She gets up and walks around to him.)
SCULLY: "Beyond the Sea" was playing at my parentsí wedding. Visions of deceased loved ones are a common psychological phenomena. If he knew that my father had...
MULDER: Dana. After all youíve seen, after all the evidence, why canít you believe?
(She sighs and sits down on his bed.)
SCULLY: Iím afraid. Iím afraid to believe.
MULDER: You couldnít face that fear? Even if it meant never knowing what your father wanted to tell you?
SCULLY: But I do know.
SCULLY: He was my father.
(Mulder nods and puts his hand on her shoulder.)