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#615 : Bienvenue en Arcadie

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Mulder et Scully se font passer pour un couple de jeunes mariés qui emménage pour mieux pouvoir enquêter sur une série de disparitions dans une communauté très huppée et suivant un code de vie très strict. Pour comprendre ce qui est réellement arrivé aux anciens occupants de la maison, Mulder n'hésite pas à provoquer le "maître" de cette communauté en enfreignant le code à plusieurs reprises pour découvrir qu'un monstre vivant sous terre apparaît à chaque entorse du règlement...

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Titre VO
Arcadia

Titre VF
Bienvenue en Arcadie

Première diffusion
07.03.1999

Première diffusion en France
28.10.1999

Vidéos

Extrait du 615 - ARCADIA (Mulder et Scully jouent les couples mariés)

Extrait du 615 - ARCADIA (Mulder et Scully jouent les couples mariés)

  

Extrait du 615 - ARCADIA

Extrait du 615 - ARCADIA "C'mon,Laura, we're married now !"

  

Photos promo

Big Mike, le voisin de nos enquêteurs

Big Mike, le voisin de nos enquêteurs

Pour les besoins d'une enquête, nos héros jouent un couplé marié !

Pour les besoins d'une enquête, nos héros jouent un couplé marié !

Ne sont-ils pas convaincants en couple follement épris?

Ne sont-ils pas convaincants en couple follement épris?

Mulder et Scully tentent le tout pour le tout

Mulder et Scully tentent le tout pour le tout

Mulder attend Scully pour dormir maintenant qu'ils sont soi-disant mariés !

Mulder attend Scully pour dormir maintenant qu'ils sont soi-disant mariés !

Un indice : le tapis est tâché de sang

Un indice : le tapis est tâché de sang

Massacre à la tronçonneuse?

Massacre à la tronçonneuse?

Quel est ce monstre qui rôde dans les rues?

Quel est ce monstre qui rôde dans les rues?

Les Chutes d'Arcadie, un lieu de paradis?

Les Chutes d'Arcadie, un lieu de paradis?

Win et Cami Schroeder

Win et Cami Schroeder

Plus de détails

Réalisation:
Michael W. Watkins

Scénario:
Chris Carter
Daniel Arkin

Guest stars:
Tim Bagley (Gordy),

Abraham Benrubi (Big Mike),

Debra Christofferson (Pat Verlander),

Juliana Donald (Nancy Kline),

Tom Gallop (Win Shroeder),

Marnie McPhail (Cami Schroeder),

Tom Virtue (Dave Klein),

Peter White (Gene Gogolak)...

Information classée X :

- La Fox, qui diffusait la série, a fait le promotion de cet épisode à l'aide du slogan suivant "Mulder and Scully married! This could be the scariest 'X-Files' ever!" ou en français "Mulder et Scully mariés ! Cela pourrait être l'épisode le plus effrayant de la série!"

Bienvenue en Arcadie

SAN DIEGO COUNTY,
CALIFORNIA

Une pancarte indique ”Ruines d’Arcadia”.Un homme, Dave Kline, rentre chez lui. Dans l’allée, son voisin, Win Schroeder, repeint sa propre boîte aux lettres ainsi que la sienne car ce n’était pas la couleur règlementaire. Dave parle à sa femme, Nancy, sur ce qui s’est passé, que ce sont tous des tarés dans cette résidence. Il a reçu, par la poste, une sorte de girouette une chose qui est contraire au règlement d’Arcadie, mais qu’il s’en fiche et qu’il la mettra tout de même sur le toit. Pendant la nuit, Dave est réveillé par un bruit provenant du 1er étage, croyant à un cambrioleur il descend voir mais se fait tuer, sort que subira également sa femme.


SEPT MOIS PLUS TARD

Mulder et Scully sont en mission et se font passer pour un couple marié, Rob et Laura Petrie. Ils arrivent dans la maison de David et Nancy Kline, disparus auparavant, et se font passer pour des acheteurs. Une femme, Pat Verlander, accueille Mulder et Scully. Avec ses bras autour de Scully, Mulder leur présente sa charmante femme. Quand Pat prononce mal leur nom, Scully la corrige : « Ca se prononce : P-i-trie… ». La femme leur dit qu’elle pense qu’ils doivent avoir fini d’emménager avant 6 heures, car c’est une règle très importante de la communauté. Tous les voisins viennent donc les aider. Mike Raskub va pour prendre un carton sur lequel est marqué ”China”, mais Scully tente de l’en empêcher et finalement le carton tombe sur le sol avec un bruit de vaisselle cassée.

Mulder confie à Win qu’il veut installer un panier de basket dans l’allée mais il répond qu’il ne peut pas faire ça, car c’est contraire aux règles, et qu’il devra faire une demande au président de l’Association des Résidents, Gene Gogolak. Pendant ce temps, la femme de Win, Cami, fait la connaissance de Scully. Mulder et Scully sont sur le perron et Cami les suit, elle demande à Mulder ce qu’il fait dans la vie. Mulder répond alors avant de quitter Cami : « Ah, je... travail beaucoup chez moi, ce qui est vraiment super pour Laura qui peut avoir son petit mari tout le temps! »

A l’intérieur, Scully repousse le bras de Mulder et marche dans la maison. Scully met des gants en caoutchouc et ouvre le carton marqué ”China”. Elle prend une caméra et, en voix de fond, commence à décrire la vie des Kline et faisant le tour de la maison.

Les Kline étaient le troisième couple disparus dans ”les Ruines d’Arcadia”. Scully dit que c’est Skinner qui les assignés à cette affaire, et qu’ils devaient se faire passer pour un couple marié pour enquêter.

Mike a apporté à Scully un autre carton marqué ”China”. Elle remarque qu’il porte un Caduce et apprend que Mike est vétérinaire et que ce dernier pourra fournir à Mulder et Scully un animal de compagnie, mais de moins de 9 kg pour respecter le règlement. Scully tente de parler des Kline, mais Mike dit qu’il doit partir.Mulder de son côté a trouvé quelque chose sur le ventilateur : des cheveux et un peu de sang.


RESIDENCE DES GOGOLAK,
7:49P.M.

Beaucoup de gens de la communauté sont assis autour d’une table et parlent de ”Rob et Laura”. Il semblerait que tout le monde les aiment bien, et ils les qualifient même de ”couple très mignon”. Mike suggère de dire à Rob et à Laura ce qu’il se passerait s’ils ne respectaient pas les règles, que c’est une chose que tout voisin doit faire. Quand Mike quitte la pièce, Gogolak dit à Win que Mike est un maillon faible et que par conséquent il doit partir.

La nuit même, Mike regarde la télé quand il entend un bruit dehors et il sort vérifier. Il remarque que la lumière ne marche pas et que son ampoule est cassée. Paniqué, il va chercher une ampoule de rechange, tandis que quelque chose semble vouloir immerger du sol, Mike répare l’ampoule, en disant : « Je l’ai réparé ! Je l’ai réparé ! Je l’ai réparé ! » Mais un monstre l’attaque encore. La caméra s’éloigne et nous montre une pancarte sur laquelle est marquée ”Bienvenue chez Mike”.
Apparemment fatigué, Win nettoie le sang de Mike avec un tuyau d’arrosage quand Mulder et Scully s’approchent, pour redonner à Mike sa vaisselle. Win les invitent à déjeuner avec sa femme Cami. Ils acceptent l’invitation. Mulder demande à Win à qui il doit s’adresser pour son panier de basket. Finalement, Mulder va voir Gogolak pour lui demander. Gogolak a beaucoup de décoration dans sa maison, provenant du Tibet et du Far West. Il voyage beaucoup à cause de son travail. Gogolak refuse d’accepter que Mulder puisse mettre un panier de basket. Celui-ci répond, cynique et moqueur que ce serait l’anarchie sinon mais Gogolak riposte en leur disant que c’est pour la communauté, et que les ”Ruines d’Arcadia” est l’une des meilleures communautés de toute la Californie.


RESIDENCE DES SHROEDER,
6:37P.M.

Au dîner, Win demande à Mulder et Scully comment ils se sont rencontrés. Mulder dit que c’est à une convention sur l’ufologie. Mulder et Scully tentent d’obtenir plus d’informations sur les Kline, mais ils n’y parviennent pas. En rejoignant la femme de Win pour faire une promenade, Scully donne un doux baiser à Mulder. Cami remarque que leur chien Scruffy a du sang sur sa tête et qu’il a trouvé le collier caduce de Mike.

Alors que Scully et Cami reviennent de leur promenade, quelqu’un les espionnent à travers les égouts. Revenus chez eux, Mulder et Scully sont prêts à aller au lit alors qu’ils parlent de l’affaire. Ils n’ont rien trouvé à propos de Mike, donc ils présument qu’il est déjà mort.

Le lendemain, Mulder pose un flamand rose en plastique au milieu de l’allée pour voir ce qui va se produire. Puis il va se chercher un jus d’orange dans le réfrigérateur. Quand il revient, le flamand rose a disparu. C’est alors qu’il bousille la boîte aux lettres et met le petit drapeau à l’intérieur. Le temps passe et finalement Mulder est obligé d’aller aux toilettes (d’ailleurs il ne rabaisse pas la cuvette !) et quand il revient, la boîte aux lettres est réparée et le drapeau est remis. Dedans, il y a une note qui dit : ”Soyez comme les autres... avant que ça tourne mal”.


10:37P.M.

Mulder joue au basket avec le panier qu’il a installé. Win arrive et lui hurle d’enlever ça. Mulder lui demande ce qui va se passer s’il le laisse, et Win lui répond qu’il a déjà essayé ; et qu’il l’a prévenu. Soudain Cari hurle. Mulder accourt mais la créature s’en va. L’ampoule de l’allée de Win est cassée. Quelqu’un emmène le panier de basket de Mulder dans le garage.

En revenant du labo, Scully rentre dans la maison et entend quelqu’un alors qu’elle monte les escaliers elle pense que c’est Mulder. Ce dernier cette fois est bien sûr qu’il s’agit d’un X-File puisqu’il a vu le monstre.

Win demande à Gogolak ce que sa femme et lui ont fait de mal et pourquoi il a cassé leur ampoule. Gogolak dément formellement et dit que c’est ses voisins qui lui ont cassé l’ampoule. Mulder montre à Scully un trou dans leur allée et il pense que le monstre se tapit là-dedans et qu’il y en a un dans chaque allée de chaque maison, où la créature vit. Scully part et montre à Mulder l’analyse de sang, prélevée sur le chien des Shroeder et dans la maison des Kline. Ce n’est pas du sang, mais tout un amalgame... d’ordures. Elle lui dit que ce n’est pas très surprenant, étant donné que toute la communauté a été construite sur une ancienne décharge. Mulder pense que les Kline ont été enterrés dans leur propre allée.

Le lendemain, Mulder appelle un bulldozer et commence à creuser l’allée, disant aux voisins, horrifiés, qu’il construit une piscine. Pat dit que c’est contraire aux règles. Win prévient Gogolak et ce dernier dit qu’il faut laisser Mulder creuser sa propre tombe. Scully, la nuit tombée, va voir Mulder qui creuse toujours et qui a trouvé une preuve. Ce dernier dit à Scully qu’ils devront creuser plus profondément et qu’il faudra qu’elle appelle un spécialiste. Quand ils partent, une motte de terre bouge comme si quelqu’un était en dessous. Scully appelle pour une excavation tandis qu’elle entend un bruit. Elle va pour prendre son arme mais elle a disparu. Avant qu’elle ne puisse réagir, quelque chose lui plaque sa main contre sa bouche. C’est Mike, qui est couvert d’ordures. Il est resté caché pour survivre. Il dit que le monstre veut la tuer et tuer aussi Mulder car ils ne suivent pas les règles, malgré ses avertissements. Le monstre attaque ! Mike prend le revolver de Scully et lui tire dessus mais cela ne l’affecte pas. Scully, cachée, entend Mike hurler.

Dehors, Mulder a une discussion avec Gogolak. Il sait que c’est lui qui est responsable de la mort des Kline : « Un tulpa. C’est une forme de vie tibétaine. C’est une créature qui ne peut vivre que si on la créée soit-même ; par quelqu’un qui possède cette capacité. Je pense que vous en êtes capables. Mais pourquoi l’avez-vous fait ? Je veux dire c’est si important que ça que tout le monde ait la même couleur de boîte aux lettres ?! » Puis, Mulder quitte Gogolak, le menottant dans la rue après sa boîte aux lettres et rentre dans la maison. Il voit la boue/sang un peu partout. Il suit les traces et il appelle Scully, enfermée dans les toilettes.

Dehors, la créature attaque Gogolak et il demande de l’aide à Win et Cami, qui refusent. « Vous le méritez …» Mulder va dehors et la créature se retourne vers lui, voulant l’attaquer, mais celle-ci tombe en poussière quand Gogolak meurt.
Scully et Mulder partent des ”Ruines d’Arcadia”. L’agent Scully dans son rapport conclura que : « Plusieurs résidents de la communauté peuvent maintenant blâmer les meurtres commis dans le voisinage sur le président de l’Association des Résidents, Gene Gogolak. Ces mêmes résidents nie l’allégation de l’agent Mulder à savoir que dans un sens, ils seraient les responsables de la mort de Gogolak en personne, clamant leur ignorance sur ce qui l’a tué. Il semblerait que ce soit un code de silence qui cachent tous les péchés de cette communauté que son créateur n’a pas pût contrôler, et qui a fait une dernière victime. Malgré cela, les Ruines d’Arcadia ont été nommées comme meilleure communauté de la Californie pour la sixième année consécutive. »

Source : Site X-Files LVEI.net

                                                                         Arcadia

SAN DIEGO COUNTY, CALIFORNIA

(An ornate sign for the gated entrance for an upscale housing development,
The Falls at Arcadia. A man, DAVE KLINE, drives his SUV up to the
computer keypad that opens the gate. He doesn't pull close enough
and, irritated, he has to open his car door to reach the pad.)

FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE: Welcome to The Falls.
Please enter your code now. Welcome to the Falls.
Please enter your code now.

(DAVE finally gets his code pushed in, the buzzer sounds and
the gate opens.)

FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE: Welcome home, Mr. Kline.

(He drives through the gate and into the development. All the houses and
lawns are perfectly and identically maintained. DAVE smiles and waves
at a neighbor working in the yard, but drops the smile quickly as soon
as he is out of view. He pulls into his driveway in front of the three car
garage. DAVE gets out of his car and goes to the mailbox with "THE
KLINES" written on the side. As he opens it, he jerks his hand back
wet with fresh paint. Another neighbor, WIN SHROEDER , is standing
nearby smiling and holding a paint can and brush.)

WIN SHROEDER: (friendly) Oops. Did you get some on you, Dave?
[Closed captioning said: "That should wash out with a little turpentine."]
Didn't want you to get fined. (holding up the paint and brush) Just trying
to be neighborly. Got to be up to code.

[TD NOTE: Can someone with a better VCR confirm the name on the paint
can is Gulf Breeze? Or am I seeing things *I* want to see? :-) ]

(DAVE KLINE, gives a forced smile, then irritated, gets his mail including
a medium-sized package. Leaving the mailbox open, he goes into the
house. [Closed captioning: DAVE KLINE: Jerk.] WIN SHROEDER
comes over and carefully touches up the inside lip of the box. Inside the
house, DAVE KLINE goes into the kitchen where his wife, NANCY KLINE,
is arranging flowers in a vase. He slams the package down on the counter.)

DAVE KLINE: (angry) Shroeder's out there painting our mailbox! You
know what I'm going to do? I'm going to paint the whole damn house pink.

NANCY KLINE: Dave.

DAVE KLINE: (getting a bottle of water out of the refrigerator) Forget
about the mailbox, huh? I'm going to make this whole damn place look
like you won it selling cosmetics. How about that? That'll show these Nazis.

NANCY KLINE: Honey, would you just calm down. Rules are rules.

DAVE KLINE: They're repainting our mailbox because it's "Desert
Sienna" instead of "Desert Sage." I mean, this guy is a freakin' weirdo.

NANCY KLINE: Hon... what's that package?

DAVE KLINE: I don't know. It doesn't say who sent it.

(He unwraps it. It is a VERY tacky whirligig with a little man who chops
wood as the wind blows the propeller. Even CarriK's grandmother-in-law
who has wooden cut outs of little boys and girls kissing next to the
concrete bunnies would not put this in her lawn.) [TD: Hey, maybe in
the world of whirligigs this is the top of the line, let's not be elitist!]

NANCY KLINE: Whoa.

DAVE KLINE: Tasteful.

(They both laugh. NANCY KLINE twirls the propeller.)

NANCY KLINE: Boy, the neighbors would really hate that.

(DAVE KLINE considers that. Later that night, the whirligig is on the
side of the roof next to their bedroom window twirling and tapping away.
DAVE KLINE and NANCY KLINE are in bed asleep. The tapping of the
whirligig stops which awakens DAVE. A breeze moves the curtains.
Spooky.)

NANCY KLINE: Honey... What is it?

(There is the sound of heavy footsteps and the floor creaking downstairs.)

DAVE KLINE: Stay here.

(She turns on the light as he gets out of the bed and picks up a
bowling/golf? trophy [TD: Not a clue, it's just a big cup, no little figurine
to identify it.] and holds it like a club. He goes downstairs and looks
around. He sees large dirty footprints on the white carpet. We see
something very large coming up behind him. He turns and begins
screaming at the sight of Mr. Hankey attacking him. Well, at least
it's really big, brown and slimy. [TD: Thanks a lot for *that* image,
CarriK! South Park reference, kids, please don't ask me to explain ;-)]
DAVE KLINE screams. Upstairs, NANCY KLINE is huddled in bed,
terrified, listening to the screams and thumps below.)

NANCY KLINE: Dave? Honey?!

(A glass of water beside her shakes with the vibrations. The screaming
stops and the heavy footsteps come up the stairs. The large whatever
it is enters the bedroom. NANCY KLINE begins screaming. The light
in the bedroom goes out.)



Opening Credits
Mulder ... Whooo.
Scully rocks.





SEVEN MONTHS LATER

(A woman, PAT VERLANDER, is standing in front of the KLINE's old house.
She is holding a VERY large cellophane wrapped basket with a ribbon
saying "Welcome Neighbors" on it. She looks rather nervous. The name
on the mailbox now reads "THE PETRIES." A blue minivan and a white
moving truck drive up to the house. MULDER and SCULLY get out of
the van. MULDER is in a pink Izod shirt and has a dark sweater tied
around his shoulders. SCULLY is in a dark embroidered cardigan and
a dark skirt. Very preppy. Throughout the episode when MULDER and
SCULLY are in front of others they act like a very friendly yuppie couple,
always smiling. Little looks slip through, though. Well done by the actors.)

MULDER: Wow. Take a look at this. Honey, what do you think?
Is this place us or what?

[Closed captioning also has: "Check this out, sweetie."]

(SCULLY just smiles and joins him as they walk up to PAT
VERLANDER.)

PAT VERLANDER: (very friendly) You must be the Petries.
Hi. Welcome. Welcome to The Falls.

(She puts the huge basket into SCULLY's arms and giggles nervously.)

MULDER: (shaking her hand) I'm Rob... (puts his hands
affectionately on SCULLY's shoulders) ... and this is my lovely wife,
Laura.

PAT VERLANDER: Rob and Laura Petrie.

SCULLY: We pronounce it "Pee-trie," actually.

PAT VERLANDER: Oh.

MULDER: Like the dish.

PAT VERLANDER: Well, it's so nice to meet you. I'm Pat Verlander.
I live six doors down. I'm the neighborhood welcome wagon.

SCULLY: (struggling with the large basket that MULDER makes no
move to help her with) Pleased to make your acquaintance, Pat.

PAT VERLANDER: (looking at her watch, very concerned) I really
must say, it's already ten after 5:00. I don't think you're going to make it.

SCULLY: I'm sorry?

PAT VERLANDER: The 6 o'clock cutoff? All move-ins are required
to be completed by 6 PM. (MULDER and SCULLY look at her blankly.)
It's in the CC&Rs. It's one of our rules.

[TD NOTE: CC&Rs stands for "Contracts, Covenants and Restrictions".]

(MULDER, SCULLY and PAT VERLANDER enter the house.
It is sparkling clean.)

MULDER: Wow. The photos did not do it justice.

(Behind them, some other neighbors are already bringing in boxes
and pieces of furniture.)

PAT VERLANDER: (quietly, to other neighbors) Guys, fast, fast now.
Come on.

(MULDER smiles down at SCULLY, and pats her on the shoulders.
She turns, probably expecting him to help her with the heavy basket,
but he turns away looking at the house. She pauses a moment, then
sets the basket down on a chair that someone has just carried in.)

MULDER: The previous owners left it so clean.

PAT VERLANDER: What do you do for a living Mr... Petrie?
That's right, isn't it?

MULDER: (big grin, putting his arm around SCULLY's shoulders and
hugging her) Yeah, I, uh... I work mostly at home which is great for
Laura because she gets me all to herself.

PAT VERLANDER: (laughing) Oh.

SCULLY: This place really is immaculate, Pat. I, uh, I wouldn't
mind sending a thank-you note to the previous owners.

PAT VERLANDER: Th-that's sweet. Um...
(she looks over MULDER's shoulder to the doorway.) Good.

(PAT VERLANDER runs nervously out the door. As soon as she is
out of view, SCULLY shrugs MULDER's arm off her shoulders, raises
her hands slightly and gives him a warning look. MULDER nods.
They hear voices outside.)

MAN: (outside) Hurry up! Come on... Come on...

(MULDER and SCULLY go back out the door. At the van, 10 or so
neighbors are handing items down off the truck and carrying them
into the house.)

MAN: Okay, move it, people. Come on.

(MULDER and SCULLY encounter WIN SHROEDER just outside on
his way in with a chair on his head. They talk through the bars on the
seat back.)

WIN SHROEDER: Rob and Laura Petrie.

MULDER: Yep.

SCULLY: "Pee-trie."

WIN SHROEDER: Win Shroeder, next-door neighbor.
Welcome, welcome.

MULDER: Hi, Win. Nice to meet you.

WIN SHROEDER: Now, don't you folks worry. We'll have you moved
in before 6:00. (to another neighbor over his shoulder) Time?!

GORDY: 5:19.

WIN SHROEDER: (pushing past MULDER and SCULLY and
entering the house) Uh... pardon me, neighbor.

(The other neighbors quickly pass with boxes and items of furniture.
They all smile and nod at MULDER and SCULLY as they pass.)

MULDER: Thank you. Thanks. Oh, thank you. Thanks. Thank you.
Thank you.

(At the truck, SCULLY sees BIG MIKE, a rather large sweet-faced man,
picking up a box marked "china." SCULLY, nervous, runs to him and
tries to get him to put the box down.)

SCULLY: Excuse me! I'll get that. It's okay.

BIG MIKE: No. No, don't be silly. It's heavy. I got it.

(He hoists the box to his shoulder where it promptly rolls off and falls to
the ground with the shatter of breaking glass. BIG MIKE is mortified.)

BIG MIKE: Oh, no. I'm... I'm so sorry. I'm really sorry.

(A woman, CAMI SHROEDER, comes over quickly.)

CAMI SHROEDER: (soothing) Mike. Mike, Mike, Mike, it's okay.
It's okay, Mike. Go help Gordy.

BIG MIKE: (to SCULLY) Send me any bills. I'm... I'm sorry.

(As BIG MIKE goes to help someone else, CAMI SHROEDER helps
SCULLY carry the box to the house.)

CAMI SHROEDER: I'm Cami Shroeder, by the way. Win's wife.

SCULLY: Nice to meet you. I'm Laura.

(MULDER is standing at the back of the truck where the MOVER is
pulling out a portable basketball goal. CarriK wonders how MULDER
got the FBI to foot the bill on that one.)

MOVER: Where's this go?

MULDER: Uh, you can put that in the driveway.

WIN SHROEDER: (running up) Whoa, whoa! Hold on, hold on.
Let's ... let's talk. Um... A b-ball fan, huh? Shooting hoops-- that's,
um, that's not good. That's definitely going to stand out in your front
yard over there.

MULDER: Stand out, Win?

WIN SHROEDER: Well, as in, uh... not be aesthetically pleasing...
to the eye. But, hey, you know, maybe you can get special dispensation
from Mr. Gogolak, president of our Homeowner's Association. I'd take
it up with him. But in the meantime, um... let's keep that in the garage.
(chuckles nervously)

MULDER: (unsure what else to say) Just... put it in the garage.

WIN SHROEDER: Okay. Let's finish getting you folks moved in.
Let's go, people. Let's move! Move!

(Later, time on MULDER's Omega watch face is 5:59 pm. Date on the
watch is the 7th. Hmm. Moving truck pulls away. MULDER stands
in the doorway, arm around SCULLY and they wave at the smiling
departing neighbors. As soon as the door is closed, SCULLY walks
into the living room.)

MULDER: Oh, yeah. Nothing weird going on around here.
(following SCULLY) Hey... ooh, wait a minute.
You didn't let me carry you over the threshold.

(SCULLY takes off her coat and faces MULDER.)

SCULLY: You ready?

MULDER: Let's get it on, honey.

SCULLY: (smiles) All right, then.

(She hands him a pair of latex gloves and goes to the box that BIG
MIKE dropped and opens it. Sound of glass rattling. She pulls out
a piece of broken lab equipment and sighs.)

SCULLY: Thanks to our friendly neighbors there will be no fluorescein
bloodstain enhancement.

(MULDER is down on the floor pulling up a corner of the carpeting.)

MULDER: Not that it makes much difference.
This place is so clean you could build computer chips.

(SCULLY takes out a small video camera and turns it on. She begins
walking through the first floor of the house, taping and narrating as she
goes.)

SCULLY: Okay. 6:01 p.m., February 24. Agents Scully and Mulder
in the former home of David and Nancy Kline who disappeared without
a trace last July. The Klines were the third such couple to disappear
since this neighborhood was built in 1991. All were apparently stable
professional people with no history of violence, domestic discord or
mental illness and it took a family member or employee to realize that
they were gone including their cars and a few personal items. What
local police found in each case was nothing-- just impeccably-manicured
homes and a community of neighbors who professed total ignorance
that anyone had disappeared.

MULDER: That's pretty surprising considering how nutty this bunch is
about being neighborly.

SCULLY: The local police department were at a dead end so they
turned to the FBI. AD Skinner, in assigning us this case, thought a
fruitful approach to the investigation would be if we went undercover
posing as prospective home buyers as this planned community would
seem to hide a dark, possibly murderous conspiracy of silence.

(MULDER comes very close into the video frame.)

MULDER: (seductively) You want to make that honeymoon video now?

(SCULLY turns the camera off.
MULDER sits on the kitchen counter and pulls his gloves off.)

SCULLY: Rob and Laura Petrie?

MULDER: "Pee-trie."

SCULLY: Mulder, if we ever go undercover again I get to choose the
names, okay?

MULDER: Fine.

SCULLY: This tells me that you're not taking this seriously.

MULDER: I'm taking it seriously. I just don't understand why we're on it.
It's our first catch back on the X-Files. This isn't an X-File.

SCULLY: Sure it is. It's unexplained. What do you want, aliens?
Tractor beams?

MULDER: Wow. Admit it, you just want to play house.

(Doorbell rings. SCULLY gives him a look and starts for the door.)

MULDER: (demanding) Woman, get back in here and make me a sandwich!

(SCULLY stops, smiles slightly and snaps off her gloves and throws
them at his head and continues on to the door.)

MULDER: Did I not make myself clear?

(SCULLY answers the door with a big smile.
It is BIG MIKE holding a hastily filled box of china.)

SCULLY: Hi. Well, you didn't need to do that.

BIG MIKE: Oh, please. I have more dishes than I need.
I just usually use one and then... wash it. (SCULLY smiles)
Uh... I'm... uh, Mike Raskub, by the way.

SCULLY: (shaking his hand) Hi.

BIG MIKE: Big Mike, for obvious reasons. I just live the next street over.

(SCULLY notices that he is wearing a caduceus necklace.)

SCULLY: Oh. That's a caduceus. Are you a doctor, Mike?

BIG MIKE: No, a vet. Veterinarian. If you folks are thinking about
getting a dog or any pet I'd be happy to check it out for you, no charge.
Just, uh... you're not allowed to have over 16 pounds of pet. That's one
of the CC&Rs.

SCULLY: Mighty nice of you, Mike. I, uh ... gosh, with all this
hospitality, I can't believe the Klines ever left. (BIG MIKE looks very
uncomfortable.) That, uh... that was their name, wasn't it? The, uh,
the Klines?

BIG MIKE: I have to go.

(He hands her the box of china, then turns and leaves quickly.
SCULLY closes the door and goes back to where MULDER is
scraping something off the top of one of the ceiling fan blades.
She sets the china on the floor.)

SCULLY: Mulder...

MULDER: The name ... is Rob.

SCULLY: What you got there?

(MULDER puts the scraping into a plastic evidence bag and shows it
to SCULLY. It is dark brown, about an inch wide.)

MULDER: Looks like whoever cleaned this place maybe missed a spot.
That look like blood to you?

SCULLY: Mm-hmm. (they look up at the fan) How'd it get way up there?




GOGOLAK RESIDENCE
7:49 PM

(GENE GOGOLAK's house. Several of the neighbors are sitting around
the dining table. The host, GENE GOGOLAK, is a distinguished older
looking man. Dinner is almost over. They are drinking coffee.)

PAT VERLANDER: I, uh... didn't really learn much about them.
He just said he works at home, which tells me she's got money.
(she laughs nervously)

CAMI SHROEDER: Well... seemed nice. Cute couple.

BIG MIKE: Mmm, very cute. Uh, they're a nice couple.

WIN SHROEDER: What do you think, Gene?

GENE GOGOLAK: Ladies, my compliments to the chef.

[TD NOTE: Obviously the cue for the women to leave the room while
the menfolk have a serious talk. Shudder ...]

PAT VERLANDER: (blushing, looking pleased) Cami? Sissy?

(PAT VERLANDER, CAMI SHROEDER, and the other woman collect
the plates and leave the room.)

GENE GOGOLAK: These Petries, are they going to play ball?

WIN SHROEDER: "Pee-tries." Uh, so far, so good.
I'm keeping my eye on them.

BIG MIKE: (nervous) Um... Mr. Gogolak... (takes a breath) Don't
you think that, uh... maybe this time it would be better if we told them?

WIN SHROEDER: (warning) Mike... you and I have been through
this before. We... we don't know yet if we can trust them.

BIG MIKE: It's just that... There are so many... so many rules.
I think that maybe they would be able to keep up with them better if
they knew what happened if they don't. It's the neighborly thing to do.
I really think we should do this.

GENE GOGOLAK: (looking at him steadily) Son ... Godspeed.

BIG MIKE: (relieved) Thank you. Um... can I, uh, use your...?

GENE GOGOLAK: Second door to the left.

(BIG MIKE gets up and heads for the bathroom.)

GENE GOGOLAK: (calling after him) There's Glade under the sink.
Gordy, how about you go make sure he finds it.

(GORDY nods and goes after BIG MIKE.
WIN SHROEDER and GENE GOGOLAK are alone in the dining room.)

WIN SHROEDER: Gene? I can talk him out of this.

GENE GOGOLAK: Win. (Closed captioning said: When?)
The boy's a weak link and a strong chain can't survive with a weak link.

(WIN SHROEDER is not pleased, but reluctantly accepts what
GENE GOGOLAK has said.)





(Later that evening. Light in the front yard is on. BIG MIKE is alone in
his house watching a documentary on some primitive tribe. They are
heavily painted and wear masks and are chanting and dancing around
a fire.)

Documentary Narrator: ... is instinctive and necessary for survival.
Failure to conform within the tribal structure can often prove lethal.
When group elders suspect such an outcast within their midst tribal
members gather in a circle to perform a ritual chant in the belief that this
will expose the unwitting conduit of evil. The chanters eventually settle
on the so-called misfit and he or she ... [Closed captioning continues:
..."is punished severely, sometimes with death."]

(BIG MIKE hears a sound outside, and looks out to see that the light
in the front yard is out.)

BIG MIKE: (jumping up and running to get a new bulb) Oh, no.

(Outside, new bulb in hand, he runs to the lamp. He burns his hand on
the heat from the old bulb as he removes it. TD: Is the bulb busted?)

BIG MIKE: Agh!

(Behind him, there is movement under the ground. Desperately,
BIG MIKE ignores the pain in his hand and manages to get the
old bulb out and the new one in.)

BIG MIKE: Come on. Come on. Come on. Ah, yes.

(He sighs in relief and shakes some blood off of his wounded hand.
[TD: I think he cut it in his haste to put his hand inside the fixture. The
bulb doesn't appear to be broken to me but corrections are welcome.]
We hear heavy footsteps. Behind him, we see the large dark slimy
figure coming close. BIG MIKE turns around in horror.)

BIG MIKE: No... No... No, I fixed it! I fixed it!

(Mike screams, and we see LOTS of blood splatter onto his doormat,
Welcome to Mike's Place. Eww.)


(Commercial 1.)




(Next morning, WIN SHROEDER is using a garden hose to spray the
blood off of BIG MIKE's porch. He looks sad. MULDER and SCULLY
come up to him with the box of china.)

MULDER: Morning.

WIN SHROEDER: Oh! Oh, Rob, Laura. ("accidentally?" sprays their
legs with the hose) I'm so sorry. So, good morning. So how was your
first night? Peaceful?

MULDER: (looking fondly at SCULLY) Oh, it was wonderful.
We just spooned up and fell asleep like little baby cats.
Isn't that right, Honeybunch?

SCULLY: (forced smile) That's right, Poopyhead.
Win, are we in the right place? I thought this was Big Mike's house.

WIN SHROEDER: Yeah... Yeah. I'm just helping out.
Mike had to leave town on business.

SCULLY: What kind of business? I thought he was a veterinarian.

WIN SHROEDER: (smiles, pause) Veterinarian business, I guess.
I just know he's gone weeks at a time.

MULDER: (indicating the box of dishes) I'll just leave this here then.

WIN SHROEDER: (stopping him) Let me take those.
Just... tidier-looking than leaving them on the front porch.

MULDER: Be more aesthetically pleasing, huh?

WIN SHROEDER: Exactly. Say, would you two like to join Cami and
me for dinner this evening? About 6:00? We eat early.

SCULLY: That sounds great. Thanks.

WIN SHROEDER: Great.

(MULDER puts his arm around SCULLY's shoulders and they start to leave.
MULDER turns back.)

MULDER: Oh, Win, uh, you mentioned, uh... that I could talk to
someone about putting up my basketball hoop? Who was that again?
Mr. Gogolak, was it?

(WIN SHROEDER forces a smile.)




(GENE GOGOLAK's house. There are lots of statues and tribal looking
decorations around. GENE GOGOLAK is looking through the large rule
book for The Falls at Arcadia. MULDER and SCULLY sit on the couch
very close together. MULDER has his arm wrapped around her shoulders
and his other hand on her arm. Very cuddly.)

GENE GOGOLAK: All right, then, let's see. Basketball hoop and
backboard. Portable. Nope, I'm sorry. It's not allowed.

MULDER: You're kidding?

GENE GOGOLAK: I'm afraid not. Rules are rules. It may not sound
like anything-- a simple basketball hoop-- but from there, it's just a few
short steps to spinning daisy reflectors and a bass boat in the driveway.

MULDER: In other words, anarchy.

GENE GOGOLAK: It may sound tough but ours is a system that works.
(he reverently places the book on a stand - like for a Bible or Atlas)
That's why The Falls is one of the top-ranked planned communities in
all of California. Most of our homeowners have been here since day one.

(SCULLY pats MULDER's hand affectionately, then looks like she
realized what she did and pulls her hand back embarassed. Very cute.)

MULDER: I love the decor here, Mr. Gogolak. Is it, um... Occidental?

GENE GOGOLAK: Well, it's, uh, Nepalese and Tibetan, mostly.
I go there twice a year on business.

MULDER: Oh.

GENE GOGOLAK: I run Pier 9 Imports. I can get you a great deal on
rattan furniture if you're interested. Indoor only. Outdoor use is prohibited
by our ... (pats the book) ... CC&Rs.

(MULDER and SCULLY nod.)




SCROEDER RESIDENCE
6:37 PM

(SHROEDER's house. MULDER and SCULLY are having dinner with the
SHROEDERs. White wine and tuna casserole. A small yappy dog is
begging at the table. Definitely under the 16 pounds of pet limit.)

WIN SHROEDER: Uh-uh, Scruffy. Go on, now.
(to CAMI) Sweetheart? Did you use the dolphin-safe tuna this time?

CAMI SHROEDER: Dolphin-safe all the way, Honey.

WIN SHROEDER: We always use the dolphin-safe.

MULDER: (eating) You've got to love those dolphins ...
although they're pretty tasty, too.

(After a beat of shocked silence, SCULLY laughs nervously.)

WIN SHROEDER: So... Where'd you two meet?

(SCULLY is about to say something, probably what they had agreed
on would be the cover story, but MULDER speaks first.)

MULDER: Actually, it was at a UFO conference.

WIN SHROEDER: Flying saucers? Interesting.
Wouldn't have thought you folks would have been into that.

MULDER: (putting his arm around SCULLY) Well, it's not me so
much as Laura. She's quite the New-Ager. I mean, she's into those
magnetic bracelets and crystals and mood rings, what have you.
[CarriK sees SCULLY, still smiling, subtly kick MULDER under the table.]
I mean, God bless her she's a sucker for all that stuff.

CAMI SHROEDER: Well, I wouldn't have guessed that, would you?

WIN SHROEDER: Mm-mm.

SCULLY: (fake smile) No kidding.

MULDER: Yeah. You know, Win, uh, when you, uh... when you told
me this morning that Big Mike was out of town on business ... I don't
think that's true.

WIN SHROEDER: You don't?

MULDER: Mmm. No, 'cause we called his office, didn't we, Honey?

SCULLY: We did.

MULDER: Yeah.

(WIN SHROEDER clears throat uncomfortably.)

MULDER: We're thinking about getting a dog so we wanted to call him
and ask him his advice, whatever, and see if maybe his office had a
forwarding number and they said, you know...

SCULLY: That he wasn't there. They didn't know where he was.

MULDER: Yeah.

(Pause.)

SCULLY: Do you know where he is, Win?

(CAMI SHROEDER looks at her husband.)

WIN SHROEDER: (uncomfortable laugh) Really couldn't tell you.

MULDER: Mmm. It's got to be something really freaky-deaky, hunh?
I mean, for him to lie about it like that? Maybe he's got some wild secret
life going on.

(Looks at SCULLY and they share a small laugh.
CAMI SHROEDER looks very uncomfortable.)

MULDER: But every community has its dark underbelly don't you think?

WIN SHROEDER: (defensively) We don't have any underbelly.
As far as I'm concerned this community is the American Dream.

(MULDER nods.)

CAMI SHROEDER: Um... I'm sorry. I, um... realize that it's past time
that I walk Scruffy.

SCULLY: Would you like some company?

CAMI SHROEDER: Yeah.

(MULDER and WIN SHROEDER stand as the women get up.
MULDER moves to embrace and kiss SCULLY but she quickly kisses
the air a few inches away from his face and steps away. MULDER grins.
The men sit back down and SCULLY and CAMI SHROEDER go outside
with the dog. It is dark as they walk down the street.)

SCULLY: So is this the American dream? This place?

CAMI SHROEDER: (not sounding sure of herself) Oh, uh... nice
neighborhood, you know... just a lot of people who want the best for
their families.

SCULLY: So it's just not your dream. (CAMI SHROEDER shrugs)
You know, Cami, I-I've noticed that you've, uh, walked us past Mike's
house... twice. Are you worried about him?

CAMI SHROEDER: No... I don't really know what you mean.

(The dog hears something, gets loose and runs into a storm drain.)

CAMI SHROEDER: Scruffy! Scruffy, come here! Scruffy, no!
Scruffy! (she kneels down by the drain.) Come out here! (barking)
Scruffy! Scruffy, come out of there. (barking continues)

(SCULLY turns on her flashlight and kneels down beside
CAMI SHROEDER to look in the drain.)

SCULLY: Let me take a look.

CAMI SHROEDER: Do you see him?

SCULLY: Uh-uh.

(SCULLY sees BIG MIKE's caduceus necklace. Her arm is not long
enough to get it. As she reaches for it, the dog comes running back
out of the drain yelping. CAMI SHROEDER picks up the trembling dog.)

CAMI SHROEDER: Oh, Scruffy, Scruffy, it's okay, it's okay.
I got you. I got you. Oh...

SCULLY: (to dog) What you got there?

CAMI SHROEDER: Deep breath. That's a close one, huh? Yeah?

(The dog's muzzle has brown gunk on it.
SCULLY takes out a handkerchief and wipes some of it off.)

SCULLY: Let me wipe that off. That's a good boy.

CAMI SHROEDER: Okay, let's get you home. Come on.

(As they walk back to the house, someone/thing raises the drain cover
and watches them.)




(Later that night. "Petrie" household. SCULLY is in the bedroom
dressed in plain white pajamas and robe. She is on the phone.
MULDER enters.)

SCULLY: (on phone) All right, Lieutenant.

(MULDER, dressed all in black, shows her BIG MIKE's necklace which
he has removed from the drain and placed in a plastic bag.)

MULDER: (whisper) Here. Caduceus.

SCULLY: (on phone) Thank you. (hangs up and looks at the necklace)
Local PD came up blank on...

(She pauses as MULDER, having taken off his sweatshirt, tosses it
across the room to a chair barely missing her head. We see a little
of his chest, but then the gray t-shirt is pulled back down. Darn.)
[TD: Please note that was CarriK's comment, not mine ;-) ]

SCULLY: Mike Raskub. No activity on his credit cards.
No sighting of his '97 Mercury Villager.

(SCULLY goes into the bathroom while MULDER reads the screen on
the laptop.)

MULDER: Yeah, there's no sign of him in his house.
I didn't see him in the storm drain, either. I take it he's dead, Scully.

SCULLY: (from the bathroom) Laura.

(MULDER sarcastically mouths "Laura.")

SCULLY: (from the bathroom) Win Shroeder?

MULDER: (looking at the bagged handkerchief) Mmm, maybe
Win cleaning up.

SCULLY: (from the bathroom) Cleaning up for who?

MULDER: I don't know.

SCULLY: (from the bathroom) Mulder, speaking of cleaning up,
whoever taught you how to squeeze a tube of toothpaste?

(She sticks her arm out from the bathroom showing him the tube
squeezed in the middle. MULDER ignores it.)

MULDER: Hey, what do we know about this stuff?

SCULLY: (from the bathroom) I'm driving down to San Diego tomorrow
and have it analyzed.

MULDER: All right.

SCULLY: (from the bathroom) Third warning.
(sound of toilet seat falling) Toilet seat.

(MULDER glances at the bathroom, then goes over to the bed and
sprawls out on it.)

SCULLY: Why kill Big Mike?

(SCULLY comes out of the bathroom. She has a terrycloth headband
and her face is covered in a bright green mud mask. MULDER looks
up and is startled by her appearance. Very funny.)

MULDER: Whoa!

SCULLY: What's missing here is intent. What would be the motive?

(She throws the sweatshirt at his head.)

MULDER: Compulsive neatness, or a lack thereof. Have you noticed
how everybody around here is obsessed with the neighborhood rules and
the CC&Rs? You know what? You fit in really well here.

SCULLY: (pointedly looking at him lying on the bed) And you don't.

MULDER: (adjusting the pillows to make himself more comfortable)
Well, anyway, tomorrow I got a, uh, a surefire way of testing out my theory.

(He pats the bed beside him seductively and waggles his eyebrows at her.
She raises her eyebrows at him.)

MULDER: (coaxing) Come on, Laura, you know... we're married now.

SCULLY: Scully, Mulder. Good night.

(MULDER gets up from the bed taking a pillow and says as he
passes her ...)

MULDER: The thrill is gone.

(As he heads off to sleep wherever it is he's going to sleep,
SCULLY sighs and goes to the bed.)




(Next day. MULDER carries a pink plastic flamingo outside and stands
it up in the front yard. The camera angle makes him look massive and
powerful. He looks around confidently and puts his hands out palm up
then closes them into fists as he brings them towards himself, a come-on
to the whole community.)

MULDER: Bring it on.

(He goes back inside and goes to the refrigerator and gets a carton
of Tropicana orange juice and takes a drink right from the carton.
He then goes to the window and sees that the flamingo has already
been removed. He goes outside and over to the mailbox. He kicks
the post hard several times then physically moves it until it is leaning over.
He opens the mailbox and pulls up the flag. Then as an afterthought he
tosses some of the orange juice on it. Remember, that is Tropicana
orange juice, official orange juice of the X-Files. He goes back inside
and sits at a window to watch the mailbox. And drink Tropicana orange
juice. Time on his Omega watch is 1:54. Date is the ninth. Hmmm.
Should be Feruary 26th. Time passes. 4:54. He has now finished the
carton of orange juice and really has to pee. He shifts around uncomfortably,
then starts to make a wider opening in the carton, then looks over his
shoulder, thinks better of it and goes to the bathroom. We hear a toilet
flush ... [CarriK: and we do NOT hear the toilet seat put back down!] ...
then he goes back to the window. The mailbox has been righted and
cleaned. He goes outside. The flag is still up and he opens the box.
Inside, there is a folded piece of paper which says "Be like the others...
before it gets dark." He looks around and crumples the paper.)

10:37 PM

(Later that night, there is the sound of a basketball being bounced.
WIN SHROEDER and CAMI SHROEDER come out of their house in
their robes and stare in shock at MULDER who has set up his basketball
goal and is shooting hoops.)

WIN SHROEDER: Stay here.

CAMI SHROEDER: (desperate) Stop him, Win.

WIN SHROEDER: Stay here!

CAMI SHROEDER: Stop him!

(WIN SHROEDER angrily marches over to MULDER.)

MULDER: Hey, Win. Want to play "horse"? (tosses the ball to him)

WIN SHROEDER: What the hell are you doing?
(takes MULDER's basketball and throws it to the side)

MULDER: What am *I* doing?

(WIN SHROEDER grabs the goal and starts to tilt it over so he can
roll it back into the garage.)

MULDER: (stepping on the goal to keep it upright)
What are *you* doing?

WIN SHROEDER: Damn it, Rob, get off of it!
Help me get this thing inside.

MULDER: Why? What's going to happen if we don't?

WIN SHROEDER: Fine. That's the way you want it?

[Close captioning: MULDER: It's just a basketball hoop, Win.
I don't understand why you're getting all bent out of shape.
WIN SHROEDER: The CC&Rs don't allow it. You know that.
MULDER: What's the worst thing that could happen? I get fined?]
[TD: Wow! That's a lot of close-captioning!]

(The ground moves slightly behind CAMI SHROEDER next door where
she is nervously waiting outside.)

WIN SHROEDER: You were warned.

MULDER: Warned about what?

CAMI SHROEDER: (screaming) No! No! Please!

(Next door, a large figure is coming at CAMI SHROEDER.
MULDER leaves WIN SHROEDER and runs over and sees the figure
as it runs off.)

MULDER: Stop!

(MULDER loses sight of it.
CAMI SHROEDER, still frightened, is sobbing.)

MULDER: Cami... you all right?

(WIN SHROEDER has joined them, and they look up at the yard light,
which like BIG MIKE's was, is broken.)


(Commercial 2.)




(Short time later. The basketball goal is dragged into the garage and
the door is closed. SCULLY pulls the minivan into the driveway and
carries a shopping bag into the house. [Anyone recognize the store?
It's a big golden W logo.] She goes to the living room and pulls out
the test results. From the upper floor, she hears a thump.)

SCULLY: Mulder?

(There is another muffled bang and then the sound of footsteps.)

SCULLY: Mulder, is that you?

(SCULLY takes the poker from the fireplace stand behind her and
holding it like a weapon goes upstairs to investigate. Outside,
MULDER is looking around the yard with his flashlight. He trips as
his foot breaks through the sod. He pulls the sod back revealing a
large hole. Inside, SCULLY, now on the second floor hears a sound
upstairs then another louder one downstairs. As she is coming back
downstairs we see someone running past on the upper hallway. She
glances up, but sees nothing. She hears another sound downstairs
and slowly makes her way to the foot of the stairs and swings the
poker at the approaching figure. MULDER ducks and holds up his hand
and Scully stops her swing just before she hits him.)

MULDER: Scull...!

(They both gasp in relief.)

SCULLY: Sorry, Mulder. Somebody was in the house.

MULDER: Tidying up. Whoever it was, they put away my basketball hoop.
Somebody's looking out after us, Scully, which may not be a bad thing.

(SCULLY follows him upstairs.)

SCULLY: What do you mean?

MULDER: I got a look at that thing that's been scaring everybody and
I take it back. This is an X-File.

CUT TO:

(GENE GOGOLAK's house. He is looking at the broken bulb from the
SCHROEDER's light. WIN SHROEDER is very upset.)

GENE GOGOLAK: How's Cami?

WIN SHROEDER: (not pleased) What did we do wrong, Gene?
Was our welcome mat not to your liking?
Did I coil my garden hose clockwise instead of counterclockwise?

GENE GOGOLAK: Hold the phone, now.
Are you saying that I had something to do with this?

WIN SHROEDER: Who else? The exact same thing-- the thing you
had me do to Mike. Who else would do that?

GENE GOGOLAK: Son, you'll want to take a deep breath... and
rethink that theory. It's your next-door neighbor, Win. He's a
rabble-rouser. He's trouble with a capital "T." And you and I both
know it only takes one rotten apple to spoil the whole bunch.

CUT TO:

(MULDER and SCULLY in their front yard. While SCULLY holds the
flashlight for him, MULDER pulls up a layer of sod and finds another
hole with loose dirt.)

MULDER: Here we go. Yeah...I'm guessing there's one of these in
every yard. I think this is how this thing travels-- where it lives.

SCULLY: (skeptical) In the ground.
This huge creature you think you saw?

(They look at each other. SCULLY sighs.)

SCULLY: Look, Mulder, huge creatures aside do you care to hear
what I think?

MULDER: (not quite sarcastic) Always.

(SCULLY smiles tightly and leads him back into the house to show him
the test results she brought back.)

SCULLY: These are the lab results from the San Diego PD. First of all,
the stuff that we found on the fan blade-- the dried blood and scalp hairs?
It's neither. The blood is predominantly ketchup and brake fluid and the
hairs are bristles from a scrub brush and the same goes for the sample
we found on the dog's muzzle. It's coffee grounds, eggshells and motor
oil with about 50 other constituents with a little mercurochrome for color.
In other words, Mulder, it's garbage. Which makes perfect sense because
this entire neighborhood has been built upon an old landfill.

MULDER: A landfill?

SCULLY: Mm-hmm. We found this stuff everywhere because it is
everywhere. It's just beneath the topsoil and that protrusion in the front
yard may occur from the venting of methane gas but... Mulder, I don't
see how any of this has to do with the disappearances that we're
investigating.

MULDER: It does. Somehow, it's one and the same. The Klines?

SCULLY: Yeah?

MULDER: What if they're still here.

SCULLY: You mean buried in the yard? (MULDER nods.)
Well, once we start a forensic excavation, our cover's blown.

(MULDER thinks.)




(Next morning. As the other neighbors look on in horror, MULDER
stands looking on as a backhoe begins ripping up the front yard.
PAT VERLANDER runs up to him.)

PAT VERLANDER: (hysterical) What in God's name are you doing?!
God...!

MULDER: Putting in a pool.

PAT VERLANDER: In the front yard?! Wh-wh-what are you, insane?
Have you even looked at the CC&Rs? You-you can't just put in a
swimming pool!

MULDER: (putting his finger to his lips) Ah... It's not a swimming pool.
It's a reflecting pool. I checked the rules. (gets the book for reference)
There's no rule against putting in a reflecting pool. It's very tranquil.
You'd like it.

(PAT VERLANDER tries to speak, but sees GENE GOGOLAK with
WIN SHROEDER watching from across the street. GENE nods in a
come-here gesture and she runs back down the drive. MULDER waves
to them.)

GENE GOGOLAK: (to WIN SHROEDER) Let him dig his own grave.

(Late that night. SCULLY comes out of the house and goes up to
the edge of the very deep hole.)

SCULLY: (softly) Hey. Mulder.

(MULDER stands up from where he has been searching in the hole.
He looks exhausted and like his back hurts.)

SCULLY: (gently) The Klines aren't down there.
Maybe it's time you called it a night.

(MULDER looks up at the scoop of the backhoe. The tacky lawn
ornament from the teaser is caught in the teeth of the scoop.
He pulls it free and they look closely at it.)

MULDER: Tasteful, isn't it?

(There is a tag on it that says "Pier 9 Imports.")

MULDER: Gogolak. Hey, can you get an excavation team out here?

SCULLY: Yeah.

MULDER: We need to dig deeper.

SCULLY: Where are you going?

MULDER: To price some rattan furniture.

(MULDER goes across the street. SCULLY pulls out her cell phone
and goes back into the house. Camera pans down into the hole and
we see a dirty hand reaching up through a wet bubbling puddle of mud.
Eww.)


(Commercial 3.)



(SCULLY is in the bedroom. She dials her cell phone.)

SCULLY: (on phone) Yes, this is Special Agent Dana Scully.
I need a full forensic team to 450 Autumn Terrace.
[CarriK's little OBSSE heart is proud!]
[TD's not officially OBSSE, but she's very proud of Autumn Tysko's
very own ref .... and darn jealous! :-) ]

(Outside we see large muddy feet walking into the house.)

SCULLY: (on phone) No, not tomorrow. Tonight.

(She hears a loud thud downstairs.
Probably front door getting knocked down.)

SCULLY: (on phone) I'm sorry. Can I call you back?

(She hangs up and reaches into her underwear drawer and pulls out
her empty gun holster. She drops it back on the dresser.)

SCULLY: (under her breath, really worried) Jeez.
[Closed captioning: "Jesus."]

(She hears loud footsteps and we see the muddy feet walking up the stairs.)

SCULLY: (whisper) Oh, God.

(SCULLY slowly backs away from the closed bedroom door. A large
figure comes up behind her. She screams, but it is muffled as a large
dirty hand clamps over her mouth and her gun is held to her neck.)

BIG MIKE: It's come for you, Laura. You can't make a noise.
Shh. Shh.

(He releases her and she turns quickly to see him.
BIG MIKE looks bad. He is covered with filth and blood from
several wounds. They whisper.)

SCULLY: Mike. Mike. What happened to you?

BIG MIKE: You have to get out of here.

SCULLY: Why?

(They hear a heavy thud downstairs.
BIG MIKE begins pushing furniture in front of the bedroom door.)

SCULLY: Wait a minute, who's downstairs?

BIG MIKE: Shh, shh, shh.

SCULLY: Mike... who did this to you?

BIG MIKE: The ubermenscher. It's our fault.
The original homeowners-- we asked for it and now we can't stop it.

SCULLY: Stop what, Mike?

BIG MIKE: I tried to give it Shroeder. You know, tit-for-tat.
Just like Shroeder did for me.

SCULLY: (calming tone) Mike, listen, settle down. Okay.
Just give me my gun. I'm a federal agent...

BIG MIKE: The ubermenscher wants you, Laura. Your husband --
he's broken way too many rules. I've been hiding in the sewer.
I tried to warn him.

(Something starts trying to break down the bedroom door.
BIG MIKE pushes SCULLY behind him.)

SCULLY: Mike, just give me the gun. Give me...

(BIG MIKE pushes SCULLY into the closet, locks it and pulls the
dresser in front of it. He turns and points the gun at the bedroom door.
Something really big breaks in the bedroom door. SCULLY hears
several gunshots then sounds of a violent fight and BIG MIKE screaming.
Nasty stuff flies through the slats in the closet door. Eww.)


CUT TO:

(GENE GOGOLAK's house. MULDER handcuffs him.)

GENE GOGOLAK: FBI? What did I do?

MULDER: (pushes him into a chair) Let's start with the Klines.
You're responsible for them being in little pieces in my front yard.
You gave them that lawn ornament. The guy with the axe?

GENE GOGOLAK: Whirligig.

MULDER: Yeah, whirligig. It's tacky enough to break your rules and
your CCRs -- tacky enough to mark the Klines for death.

GENE GOGOLAK: And won't that sound good in a court of law?
When the judge asks you who killed the Klines what exactly are you
going to tell him?

MULDER: (considers for a moment, looks around, then picks up a
black statuette) A tulpa. It's a Tibetan thought-form. It's a living,
breathing creature willed into existence by someone who possesses
that ability-- an ability I think you picked up on your whirligig-buying
excursions to the Far East. Why'd you do it? I mean, is it so damn
important for everybody to have the same color mailbox?

GENE GOGOLAK: It's important that people fit in.

MULDER: But you didn't know exactly what you were getting into,
did you? I mean, you can summon its existence, but ... you can give
it life, but you can't control it. The best you can hope for is to stay out
of its way.

GENE GOGOLAK: Son, my lawyers are going to make you sound
so stupid that not only will I never see the inside of a jail cell but you'll
be signing all your paychecks straight to me.

(MULDER leads GENE GOGOLAK out of the house and across the street.
MULDER sees that the front door on his house is broken down and the
lights are off inside. Not good. He handcuffs GENE GOGOLAK to the
mailbox and runs into the house. WIN SHROEDER comes out of his house.)

WIN SHROEDER: Gene?

GENE GOGOLAK: Win. You've got two FBI agents living next door
to you. Cheer up. It's not for long.

(MULDER enters the house.
He sees really big dirty footprints leading upstairs.)

MULDER: Scully? Scully?

(As he gets closer to the bedroom, the carnage gets worse.
He's really worried. He looks around at the broken furniture and
pieces of filth and worse spread out everywhere. Eww.)

MULDER: Scully?

(SCULLY pounds on the closet door.)

SCULLY: (in the closet) Mulder?

MULDER: Scully?

SCULLY: (in the closet, relieved) Mulder?

MULDER: Scully, hang on.

(MULDER pushes the dresser partially out of the way and begins
helping her break the slats in the closet door. Outside, GENE
GOGOLAK, still cuffed to the mailbox begins to look nervous and
tries to get free.)

GENE GOGOLAK: Come here. Help me with this. Win, come here.
Win...

(WIN SHROEDER hesitates. CAMI SHROEDER comes up.)

CAMI SHROEDER: (taking his arm) Win, Win, Win. No. No.
He deserves what he gets.

(With a last look at GENE GOGOLAK, the SHROEDERs turn and
walk back to their house. Inside, MULDER is still ripping away at
the closet door.)

SCULLY: (in the closet) Mulder, it was here.

[Closed captioning: "It attacked Big Mike. Where is he? Is he alive?"]

(They hear screaming outside.)

SCULLY: (in the closet) Mulder!

(Leaving SCULLY to finish getting herself out of the closet, MULDER
runs back downstairs and outside. The big brown slimy thing is beating
the ... daylights … out of GENE GOGOLAK. When it finishes with him,
it turns and starts walking toward MULDER. MULDER backs away,
staring at it in horror. Just as it reaches him, GENE GOGOLAK,
lying bloody on the ground, breathes his last, and the big brown slimy
thing crumbles into dirt. MULDER pokes in the remains of the monster
with his toe. Looks like really nasty mud. Eww. SCULLY runs out
onto the front porch.)




(Day. Under the voiceover, MULDER and SCULLY, now dressed in
their normal casual wear, come out of the house. MULDER tries to
make the mai

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