EXT. STREET FLOWER SHOP Ė MORNING
MARCH 12, SATURDAY
Fox Mulder strolls down the damp sidewalk, a
little ways away from his Alexandria, Virginia apartment, and approaches
a little flower shop on the street. He carries a newspaper under his
arm, wears his black trench coat, and whistles ďSinging In The RainĒ
as the clouds above him part to allow sunshine to shine down on him.
He stops in front of a row of flower bouquets and slows his whistling
as he searches for the perfect assortment of flowers. He finds a bouquet
with lovely yellow daffodils and daisies. He knows these will bring
a smile to her face. He picks up the bouquet and pays for the flowers,
neglecting to receive any change. He doesnít need any money back on
this beautiful day.
Mulder continues to walk down South Van Dorn
street until he reaches the Alexandria Apartments. The doorman opens
the door for Mulder, giving him a welcoming smile. Mulder nods and
continues to whistle as he makes his way to the elevator.
INT. THE ALEXANDRIA APARTMENTS Ė BRAD FOLLMER'S
Brad quietly stands in the doorway of the bedroom,
looking in at Monica Reyes as she peacefully sleeps. She's been home
for about a week now and hasn't wanted to see anyone. Even though
she says it's because she's not used to being around people, it still
worries Brad that she is trying to push people away. But last night
she talked about wanted to see Fox Mulder and how she hopes he can
stop by sometime soon.
This past week has been challenging for the both
of them. Brad finds it difficult to help Monica when she claims she
doesn't want help, but needs it anyway. She's changed so much since
a year ago, but that doesn't mean he loves her any less. If anything
he loves her more since they were apart. He never really realized
how much she actually meant to him until she was out of his life.
But now, she is home safe and sound.
They've been working hard this past week with
getting her to be able to walk longer distances. She can make her
way around the apartment fairly well on her own, she's very slow though
which is very frustrating for her.
It's also been tough for Brad to get use to her
psychic ability. There were times he was sitting and thinking about
something and she would comment as if he said his thought out loud.
This is not only hard to get used to for Brad, but for Monica as well.
And not to mention how they've already had an
argument about Monica not wanting to take the medication Dr. Montgomery
has prescribed for her to take to help her deal with visions.
Brad watches her fall asleep every night since
she's been back. He's sure she knows that he does that, and he hopes
he's not being too over protective of her because he knows she wouldn't
Brad quietly takes a sip of his coffee and leaves
the bedroom doorway and goes into the living room. He sets his coffee
mug down on the coffee table next to a small vase with a single daisy
in it. He picks up the newspaper, and just as he opens the paper,
three quiet knocks on the door interrupt him.
Brad gets up and opens the door to find Fox Mulder
waiting patiently with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
Hi. I just thought Iíd
drop by and see Monica,
if thatís all right. I was
taking a morning walk and
found myself in your neighborhood.
Sure, come on in.
Brad moves aside and allows Mulder into the
Monicaís not up yet, but I
can wake her for you. Iím
sure sheíd love to see you.
Only if she wants to get
up. I donít want to bother her.
Sheís been home for a week, and
just last night she was talking
about you and hoping you would come over soon.
Brad shakes his head.
Has she seen anyone else?
No one besides me. Sheís still
pretty weak and didnít feel up
to seeing everyone just yet.
Well, if sheís still not up
to it today, I can come back
another time or something.
Iíll go ask her.
Brad heads to the bedroom to see if Monica is
awake and feeling up to seeing people today.
Monica was released from the Facilityís Rehabilitation
Centre a week ago. She hasnít been feeling up to seeing anyone since
she is still pretty weak. There were a lot of things she couldnít
do on her own, such as walking more than really short distances, and
she wanted to work on that before seeing everyone. At first Brad had
thought this was Monicaís way of distancing herself from friends so
she didnít have to face what happened at the Facility, but she quickly
assured him it was because she wasnít used to being around so many
Brad never realized how hard it must be for
Monica to be around a lot of people after being in isolation for so
Mulder stands in the doorway, quietly waiting
patiently. Itís been too long since heís seen Monica and he misses
her. But heíll understand if sheís not up to it today. His eyes wander
around the apartment. Already he can see that it is brighter now that
she is back. He didnít like seeing Brad so down all the time and over
working himself. Itís good that heís actually home on a Saturday,
and especially with Monica.
Brad comes back out of the bedroom.
Sheís getting up and will
be out shortly.
Did you want anything to
drink? Coffee? Water? Juice?
Coffee will be fine.
All right. (beat) Make yourself at home.
Brad goes into the kitchen and Mulder makes
his way over to the couch. He sits down and patiently waits with the
flowers in his hands. He looks around the apartment. Brad was right,
the giant teddy bear wouldnít fit in this apartment. Itís a good thing
he donated it to an orphanage.
Mulder chuckles to himself about how ridiculous
it was of him to buy that big thing. At least he got Brad to have
a good laugh over how he got it out of the apartment. It was simply
Behind Mulder, Monica quietly and slowly makes
her way out of the bedroom. Her body is still weak, but sheís showing
great improvement. She smiles when she sees him.
Mulder turns his head to see her and quickly
gets up, hiding the bouquet behind his back, hoping she didnít see
it. Heís surprised to see her with short hair. He doesnít know all
the details of whatís happened to her, but he assumes that her short
hair has something to do with it.
Mulder goes over to her and she smiles. He gives
her a gentle hug.
You look good.
Youíre wondering about my hair.
Monica smiles slyly. Mulder nods in agreement,
she was always good at reading people. He puts his arm out to offer
her help with walking.
No, no. I can do it.
She smiles at him. Mulder backs away to give
her the chance to do it on her own, knowing that it is important for
her to do this.
He walks slowly with her to the couch.
She smiles, glad to have made it to the couch
successfully. Sheís been working on that for a while. It takes a lot
of energy for her to walk around, and sheís not used to it. Itíll
be a while until she can take long walks outside, but sheís determined
since the weather is changing to her favorite season.
Youíre doing great. (beat) I
got you something that I think
He looks at her slyly and smiles.
You didnít have to get
me anything, Mulder.
He pulls the flowers out from behind his back.
Monica smiles and takes them.
She smells the flowers. Itís been ages since
sheís smelled flowers. Brad has bought her a daisy a day, just like
he used to before she was taken. But itís been ages since sheís smelled
daffodils. She smiles and gives Mulder a hug.
They sit down on the couch just as Brad comes
out with coffee for Mulder.
Here ya go.
He hands Mulder the mug of coffee.
Mulder got me flowers.
Want me to get a vase for those?
Monica nods her head and hands the flowers
to Brad. Brad leans down and kisses her on top of her head.
Brad disappears back into the kitchen to put
the flowers in a vase. Mulder takes a sip of the coffee.
Whoa. What is this? Itís... really good.
That would be Reyes Coffee.
She smiles at him.
Well, wow. Iíve never tasted
anything this good before.
Monica smiles, knowing her family has the most
unique of everything.
So how are you doing? Brad has said
that you have improved a lot. (beat)
I donít know much of what happened
to you, and if you donít want to tell
me, you donít have to. I understand.
(beat) Iím starting to ramble arenít I?
Yes. (beat) Youíre nervous because
youíre afraid to know what happened
to me. Youíre afraid that Iím not
happy, but I am, donít worry. (beat)
As you saw, Iím walking on my own. (beat)
I wasnít able to do that for a long time.
Iíve been going to physical therapy.
You look good.
Monica quietly laughs.
I look horrible, Mulder. (beat)
Compared to the last time you
saw me a year ago. (beat) And
I know youíre still curious
about my hair.
I donít compare people.
Monica looks down, still not feeling very
good about how she looks. Thinking she still looks ill and sick. She
is still thin and pale, but sheís showing great improvements with
that as well.
Just you being here has
brightened things up, you know.
Monica looks up and forces a smile at him.
Especially that smile.
Her smile turns true with his last comment.
So what have I missed in
your life while I was away?
Well, I donít know if you knew,
but Iím married, and have been
for a long time. And while you
were away, my wife came back.
Her name is Diana Fowley.
Thatís wonderful, Mulder.
Yeah. Itís been great having her
back and living with me. (beat)
She likes to pick on Alex too.
Mulder smiles with humor. Monicaís smile fades
upon hearing Alex Krycekís name. She knows what heís done and that
heís responsible for what happened to her and Scully. Thereís no way
for her to forget about that and how he tried to kill her.
For her, it doesnít matter that Krycek saved
Scully and killed the Smoking Man. Because of him, she lost many things
in her life. She could be married now, have a child by now, but none
of that is true to date because of Alex Krycek.
Well I hope Diana gives
him a very hard time.
Monica forces a smile, trying to act like sheís
not affected by Alex Krycek.
Donít worry, we both do. (beat) Work
has been going great. Iíve gotten
to know Brad a little better now
that heís the head of XFD. Itís been
great having him as the head honcho.
We actually have work to do.
About a year ago, I actually got
a huge teddy bear to put in this
apartment. Brad wasnít too happy
with me, but we ended up giving it
to an orphanage. (beat) It was quite
a challenge getting it out of the apartment.
Mulder chuckles remembering how he fell down
the stairs and out to the street with it, by chance of ďMulder LuckĒ.
You have luck... ďMulder LuckĒ.
She smiles slyly at him, especially since he
never told her the name he gave his luck and how he refers to it in
his mind. He looks at her with curiosity.
How big was the bear?
About this wide.
Mulder holds his arms out as wide as they can
And about this tall.
Mulder stands up and stretches his arm high
above his head. Monicaís eyes go wide. Sheís never seen a teddy bear
Mulder sits back down.
Yeah, it was an interesting
task of getting it tied
onto my convertible too.
Brad comes out into the living room with the
flowers in a crystal vase. He sets it on the coffee table. Mulderís
cell phone rings. Brad takes a seat in the chair across the room.
Mulder picks up his cell phone and answers it.
Mulder. (beat) Uh-huh. (beat) All
right. I will. Iím at Monica and Bradís
right now. (beat) Yeah, Iíll get it
on my way home. (beat) Okay, bye.
Mulder hangs up his phone.
That was Diana. I should get going.
Sheís making cookies and just discovered
that Krycek ate the rest of the brown sugar.
All right. Itís good to see you again.
He smiles at her and stands up. Monica follows,
much slower than him, but still on her own. Brad gets up and walks
Mulder to the door too.
Maybe, if youíre feeling up to it,
we could all get together sometime.
You know, to welcome you and Dana back.
A Super Buddies party?
Actually, I... ended Super
Buddies a while ago.
Oh. (beat) Well, Iíd love to
get together with everyone.
(beat) Would it be too much to
ask that Alex doesnít come?
Not a problem.
He smiles at her and opens the door.
Iíll see you later.
She reaches out and gives him a hug.
(whispers in his ear)
Youíre a good man, Fox. No
matter what anyone tells you.
She pulls away and looks him in the eyes with
a sad expression, as if she knows something he does not. He looks
at her confused, not sure what sheís talking about. He quietly nods
Mulder turns and walks away down the hallway.
INT. MULDER & KRYCEKíS APARTMENT
Mulder enters the apartment with a small grocery
bag containing the needed brown sugar. Mulder goes into the kitchen
and sees Diana sitting alone at the table. No cookie ingredients are
in sight. Diana looks troubled. Mulder takes notice immediately. He
sets the grocery bag down on the counter and sits in the chair across
Diana, what is it?
Diana lets out a sigh. Something is definitely
on her mind and itís obviously been bothering her.
Mulder listens with worry, she seems upset.
I um... we need to talk.
Mulder nods his head.
All right. (beat) Is everything okay?
Is it your job?
Diana looks at him. Yes, in a way it is her
I think we should get a divorce.
Her words stun Mulder. Deep down he knew this
conversation was inevitable and he thought heíd be able to accept
it. But now that itís here, itís hard for him. He never thought it
would happen this soon.
You and I, Fox, weíre... weíre
two different people. You have
your priorities, and I have mine.
You have your hobbies and theyíre
completely different from mine.
Some say that opposites attracted,
and Iím starting to disagree with that.
(beat) Maybe when we first got together,
but now... (shakes head) Youíre not exactly
the man I married all those years ago.
People change, Diana.
Not like how youíve changed, Fox.
She lets out a sigh and looks at him.
I... I just... I canít take
it any more, Fox. (beat) You
want children, and I donít. My
god, youíre still a child yourself!
How do you even think you could raise
a child with me, or anyone, when your
priorities are with the X-Files, or
Super Buddies, or some other lame idea
that pops in your mind?
My priorities are with the happiness
of others. (beat) And I ended Super Buddies.
You live in a dump, Fox, and you
didnít even think of moving when
I came back? (beat) And donít get
me started with your ďbunkieĒ, Alex Krycek.
It is obvious that Diana has had enough of this
I mean, weíre married, and you
still want to live with Krycek!
How is that fair to me, or us as
a married couple?
You never had to lie to me, Diana.
Diana looks at him in shock.
Lie to you? Fox, Iím not sure
I know what youíre talking about.
Come on Diana, I know that
the only reason you made
contact with me a year ago
was to make sure I didnít know
what was happening to my friends.
Diana looks at him. He knew this whole time?!
Now that my friends are back and
safe and that Smoking son-of-a-bitch
is dead, I knew this conversation
was coming. (beat) I just didnít
expect it to be this soon after theyíre
both back safely. (beat) Did you ever
love me at any time Diana?
Heís been hurt one to many times now and heís
not going to pretend any more. Itís time to let the real Fox Mulder
come out and make a few confrontations.
Diana is almost speechless. Why the hell
did he pretend not to know?
(after a beat)
You mean to tell me that you
knew what was going on since
You think of me as an idiot,
Diana. I think you should
start to take a good look at yourself.
Diana looks at him in shock. Sheís not the one
who acts like a clown and does off the wall activities.
Take a good look in the mirror, and
youíll see an even bigger idiot than
me. (beat) You spend your life stabbing
people in the back, or remaining married
to a man just so you can make sure he
doesnít do the right thing. (beat) Youíre
the one working for a secret government - who,
for the majority of itís existence, was
working towards a selfish survival and went
against all that was right. (beat) Now,
go ahead and tell me that Iím the bigger idiot here.
Diana stares at him for a beat.
You think you can change the world,
but you canít. You waste your life
searching for answers to questions
that donít have answers. Do you really
think youíve accomplished anything, Fox?
(beat) Take a good look at your life for once.
Thunder rolls outside as the storm system approaches
the area again.
Mulder listens, allowing her to speak.
You live with your enemy, and call
him your ďbestest budĒ. (beat) You
weep around about Samantha, as if
itíll do any good. You believe in
false hopes that one day sheíll come
back to you. Your only source of
happiness was Super Buddies. You
have a horrible relationship with any
and all family members. (beat) And
sometimes I think you should be
committed for the crazy things you believe in.
Youíre right. I am like that. (beat)
But at least I donít go around intentionally
hurting people and lying to them. (beat) How
can you go through all of your life like that?
They are both silent for a moment, and the only
sound heard is the pouring rain outside the apartment. Mulder doesnít
expect an answer from her.
(after a beat/calmer)
If you want a divorce, letís
get a divorce. We were crazy
to think we could work anyway.
Diana stands and goes into the bedroom and retrieves
a suitcase of her belongings. She goes over to the door and looks
into the kitchen. Mulderís back is to her.
Iím leaving Fox. Youíll
receive the papers by mail.
She opens the door and leaves the apartment,
slamming it on her way out. Finally, she is relieved of her torturous
Mulder doesnít move from his chair in the kitchen.
His expression is numb. He feels that heís been betrayed by so many
people in his life. Diana Fowley was, as he knows it to be, the first
of many out-spoken betrayals.
The apartment is silent, allowing him the chance
to think things out. The only sound heard is the gentle ticking of
the clock and the pouring rain outside. Raindrops gently trickle hypnotically
off the buildingís rooftop.
Mulderís put up with all the lies long enough.
Since day one he knew something was happening to Scully and Monica.
He also knew he could not do anything about it, he didnít want to
risk their lives. After all, he was living with the enemies.
He had a feeling Doggett and Brad were looking
into it, but he wasnít sure for the longest of times. He knew the
best thing to do was lay low. Once he and Diana got back to Washington,
D.C. from Belgium, he knew the reason she was there. To watch him
and make sure he didnít go digging around to find out why Scully and
Monica were missing. It was that first day back that he put two and
two together and knew Diana was involved in their disappearance. And
if Diana Fowley was involved, so was the Syndicate and Alex Krycek.
Mulder wants more than anything to figure out
why they were taken, and what was done to them. Heís been worried
for Scully since the moment he saw her, but he will not pry. If she
needs to tell him, she will. Mulder knows she is safe with John Doggett
and is glad that Scully feels safe with him too. At least, he hopes
she feels safe with him, heís a good man.
And then there is Monica. She looked so weak
today when he went to see her. She seemed changed, and maybe he is
going crazy, but he can swear on Samanthaís life that Monica was reading
his thoughts. She seemed to know things, like ďMulder LuckĒ, that
he has never mentioned to her previously. And before he left she told
him that heís a good man, no matter what anyone tells him. It was
as if she knew Diana would be having this conversation with him. After
all, it was her words that stuck in his head when Diana was telling
him everything wrong in his life.
As much as he hates to admit it, she does have
many valid points. After all, he is living with the enemy...
As if on cue, Alex Krycek enters the apartment.
Krycek tosses his leather jacket on the pool-ball
coat rack by the door and walks into the kitchen.
(oblivious to Mulder)
So hey, I was thinking. Itís Saturday
and all and maybe we could all head out
to the clubs and get some chicks. (beat) Weíll...
Youíll get the chicks since Iíve got Marita,
and I just bought her this really tight
black leather outfit. Sheíll be like Catwoman.
Krycek makes a seductive ďmeowĒ sound.
Not feeling up to it. Have fun.
(doesnít notice Mulderís mood)
Suit yourself. I just thought Iíd
give you the chance to find some
hot new chickadee and throw out
the old wench, you know?
Youíll be thrilled to know that
Diana and I are getting a divorce.
(beat) Sheís gone.
He didnít even give half a thought before opening
that big rat mouth of his to think of Mulderís feelings on this subject.
Well, I need to get into my
sexy wear for the night.
He turns and leaves the kitchen. Mulder turns
in his chair and watches him.
He lets out a sigh. Why does he continue to
live with the enemy?
Mulder gets up from the table and walks out
of the apartment.
Krycek steps out of his bedroom in his ďsexy
wearĒ leather pants and looks quizzically around the apartment.
No answer. Krycek shrugs his shoulders. Guess
Mulder had to go somewhere.
EXT. EMPTY STREET Ė AFTERNOON
Mulder slowly walks down the street, aimlessly
wandering as the pouring rain falls down on him. He walks past a small
shop where a young blond woman, Satori, is standing outside, stirring
a cup of tea while watching the rain fall.
Thunder cracks and Mulder stops and looks back
I said, youíre lost.
Mulder looks up at the sign above the young
womanís head. ďSATORIíS PSYCHIC READINGSĒ.
Iím not in the mood for any
palm reading tricks. Thank you.
Mulder slowly turns away from her and starts
to walk. Satori watches him.
Youíre wondering what to do
about your friend who has
Mulder turns around, surprised she knew that.
Am I right?
Why are you talking to me?
Because I know a troubled man
when I see one. (beat) And youíre
drenched and might catch a cold.
Mulder looks down at himself. Yep, heís drenched
Would you like to come in?
I have some tea if youíd like.
Mulder nods his head and goes back to her shop.
INT. SATORIíS PSYCHIC READINGS Ė CONíT
Mulder enters the shop, followed by Satori.
Thunder cracks again outside. Mulder doesnít want to enter the shop
Let me take your jacket. I
donít mind if you get the coat
wrack gets all wet.
She smiles and Mulder takes off his coat. She
takes it and puts it on the coat wrack. Mulder opens his mouth to
speak, but Satori stops him.
No, Iím not trying to suck
money out of you by giving
you a psychic reading, so
She turns and smiles at him.
Iím on a break anyway. (beat)
Why donít you have a seat and
Iíll get some tea for you.
Satori disappears somewhere in the shop,
leaving Mulder alone in his thoughts.
Where have I seen her? Mulder wonders
to himself. This woman seems very familiar to him. He looks around
the shop, so many crystals and new age stuff. Mulder smiles to himself,
he should take Monica here one day. He knows she would love this store.
Satori comes back to the waiting area with a
cup of tea.
Here you go.
She hands Mulder the tea and he takes it.
Satori sits across from him, knowing he wants
to talk about whatís bothering him, but doesnít want to end up paying
for a psychic reading without realizing it. Plus, why would he want
to pester someone with his problems?
If you need to talk, Iím a good
listener. (beat) And I promise not
to charge you anything.
Mulder looks up in her direction and she smiles.
So youíre the real thing, huh?
Yes. (beat) And Iím not one to
consult a magic eight ball for
my answers like those hotlines
you used to call.
Mulder laughs, remembering how one time he thought
he lost his job because of one of those hotlines and he ended up trying
to live in a cardboard box outside of his apartment building because
he was told that is what would happen to him.
Can I ask you a question?
Iím in this sticky situation where
Iím living with this guy who has
betrayed me and my close friends. But
he doesnít seem to know heís done anything
wrong and thinks that I donít know about it.
(beat) But I do, and Iím not sure what to
do about this. Do I confront him?
Do what you know is right in your heart.
(beat) The heart never lies, and its
feelings and emotions are always true.
Mulder nods his head. He knows what he wants
to do, but heís not sure how to do it. You have to be careful with
Krycek. Itís obvious that the boy does not think before he reacts.
Mulder lets out a quiet sigh.
Youíre worried for your friends
that you spoke of, arenít you?
Youíre the psychic.
Mulder smiles at her.
Your friend... Danielle? Dana?
She trusts the man sheís with.
Sheís just afraid to let him in.
Will she ever-
Sheíll be fine. Sheís got troubles
of her own to deal with, but sheíll
be fine. (beat) They all will be fine.
Mulder looks at her. Her words bring him comfort.
Maybe it was fate that brought him down this road.
Suddenly, his eyes lighten up! Yes! He knows
her! From the time when Krycek got them all killed! Yes! Thatís it.
She once dated John Doggett!
Mulderís expression changes as he thinks back
to that strange time in his... life.
Itís funny... John Doggett dated a
psychic. I wonder if she remembers... Mulder wonders to himself.
He looks up at Satori, and she simply smiles at him.
Mulder stands up.
Looks like the rain has let up.
Satori glances out the window.
Yes it has, Fox Mulder.
She smiles slyly at him. Why is it that everyone
has been smiling at him with a sly look... okay, so itís just been
Monica and this woman, but still. Suddenly, it hits him, and his eyes
go wide. Oh my gosh... is Monica-
(re: this thoughts)
Mulder looks at her for an answer. Satori smiles
I believe you already know.
Mulder smiles slightly and goes over and takes
his coat off the coat wrack.
Thank you for listening.
Itís not a problem.
Mulder puts his coat on and steps out the door
and back onto the wet sidewalk. He casually strolls along, randomly
being hit by small sprinkles of rain, as he contemplates the Krycek
situation. He needs to confront him and not live his life as a lie
anymore. He needs to let Krycek know how he feels, and then, only
the situation will tell what will happen.
Krycek has betrayed him and his friends, and
Mulder does not want to tolerate it any longer.
Off Mulder pensively walking down the street
deciding what he should do, we...