The X-Files · Season 6
And that man that you're with...
My fiance? I'm sorry, John, I think you better go.
No, wait. Wait. Ten years ago, I saw you thrown into a car. Kidnapped right in front of me. Did that not happen? Did I just dream all of that?
It happened. But things got better.
What if 'they' did something to him? You know, to make him pancake himself?
Who's "they?"
You know... "them."
(rolling her eyes) I'll begin with the Y-incision.
What happened?
I'm thinking that you got a little queasy and took a header. You know, blood and guts can bother some people. (gags)
(seems intoxicated) Yeah. I guess.
You gonna be alright?
Sure, cutie.
[Both stand to examine Jimmy's corpse]]
So, you're done with Jimmy?
Done. Done. Done. (tries to push examining table with no success) How do you roll this thing?
Uh, Scully?
[Scully continues to try to figure out the examining table]
What killed him?
In my medical opinion -- BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!! *claps*
And that's all you found?
That's all I know.
[Scully slips trying to push the examining table]
Scully?
Hey Timmy. I'm sorry about Jimmy.
Hey Langly, the guys are all up in my room for a round of Dungeons and Dragons, in honor of Jimmy.
(hand on heart for a moment) Lord Manhammer will be in attendance. (to Frohike) I'm going to go play a little D&D, uh, in memoriam.
That's touching, man.
[Frohike hears Scully's laugh, and leaves his slot machine to see her surrounded by a huge group of men.]
Scully?
Aw, hey. Long time, no see. (a man whispers something into her ear) No, that's not nice. I like Hickey. (she rubs his head, messing up his hair. Agent Morris Fletcher [from Dreamland I/II] holds out a pack of cigarettes to her)
Cigarette? (she leans in and takes out a cigarette with her lips seductively)
You don't smoke.
But who's got a match? (a dozen lighters are in front of her instantly) Well ... I just can't decide who lights my fire.
That's it. (grabs cigarette from Scully's mouth) Alright, you dandies, back off. This is Special Agent Dana Scully of the FBI. If you so much as touch her, you may be committing a federal offense. (to Scully) Come on, come on. (he pulls her away)
We could have been stardust.
Maybe next time. (she slaps his ass as Frohike drags her off)
(laughing) Hi.
Settle down, settle down. (sits her on the bed)
(laughing and grinning) Okay, okay, okay, okay.
I found Agent Scully-go-lightly holding court... (Scully grabs Frohike's ass) ...bar!
I've never seen her drunk before ...
(checks Scully's eyes) God, this can't be.
(she pretends to tickle her) Hi...
I don't understand. Why would the government want to turn Scully into a bimbo?
Hello, Mulder? Can you hear me? I'm at the hotel. Where are you? What do you mean, "What hotel?" Las Vegas. I'm in Las Vegas, aren't you? You called me. What do you mean you didn't call me? ...Oh, man, I am going to kick their asses.
So you want to hit the slots?
You know, Byers, growing old with us ain't so bad.
Oh, shut up, Langly. You really want him to kill himself?
It doesn’t sound like you Scully. I can’t believe you’re buying this.
Mulder, I’m admitting that I was wrong.
(voiceover) From Space, it seems an abstraction-- a magician's trick on a darkened stage. And from this distance one might never imagine that it is alive. It first appeared in the sea almost four billion years ago in the form of single-celled life. In an explosion of life spanning millions of years, nature's first multicellular organisms began to multiply... and then it stopped. 440 million years ago, a great mass extinction would kill off nearly every species on the planet leaving the vast oceans decimated and empty. Slowly, plants began to evolve, then insects, only to be wiped out in the second great mass extinction upon the Earth. The cycle repeated again and again. Reptiles emerging, independent of the sea only to be killed off. Then dinosaurs, struggling to life along with the first birds, fish, and flowering plants - their decimations Earth's fourth and fifth great extinctions. Only 100,000 years ago, Homo Sapiens appear-- man. From cave paintings to the Bible to Columbus and Apollo 11, we have been a tireless force upon the earth and off cataloguing the natural world as it unfolds to us. Rising to a world population of over five billion people all descended from that original single cell, that first spark of life. But for all our knowledge, what no one can say for certain, is what or who ignited that original spark. Is there a plan, a purpose or a reason to our existence? Will we pass, as those before us, into oblivion, into the sixth extinction that scientists warn is already in progress?
Or will the mystery be revealed through a sign, a symbol, a revelation?
It began with an act of supreme violence-- a big bang expanding ever outward, cosmos born of matter and gas, matter and gas ten billion years ago. Whose idea was this? Who had the audacity for such invention? And the reason? Were we part of that plan ten billion years ago? Are we born only to die? To be fruitful and multiply and replenish the earth before giving way to our generations? If there is a beginning, must there be an end? We burn like fires in our time only to be extinguished. To surrender to the elements' eternal reclaim. Matter and gas... will this all end one day? Life no longer passing to life, the Earth left barren like the stars above, like the cosmos. Will the hand that lit the flame let it burn down? Let it burn out? Could we, too, become extinct? Or if this fire of life living inside us is meant to go on, who decides? Who tends the flames? Can he reignite the spark even as it grows cold and weak?
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