X-Files: Joseph's Rewrite: Pilot
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SCENE 4
BELLEFLEUR, OREGON
(Driving down a long road, they pass a sign that reads "Welcome to Bellefleur, Oregon." Scully is reading the files and Joseph is driving.)
SCULLY: You didn't mention yesterday, this case has already been investigated.
JOSEPH: Yeah, the FBI got involved after the first three deaths when local authorities failed to turn up any evidence. Our boys came out here, spent a week, enjoyed the local salmon which, with a little lemon twist, is just to die for, if you'll pardon the expression. Without explanation, they were called back in. The case was reclassified and buried in the X-Files, till I dug it up last week.
SCULLY: And you found something they didn't.
JOSEPH: Exactly. You see, I learned something a while back. Look underneath the underneath.
SCULLY: The autopsy reports of the first three victims, show no unidentified marks or tissue samples. But those reports were signed by a different medical examiner than the latest victim.
JOSEPH: That's pretty good, Scully.
SCULLY: Better than you expected or better that you hoped?
JOSEPH: Well... I'll let you know when we get past the easy part.
(She laughs.)
SCULLY: Is the medical examiner a suspect?
JOSEPH: We won't know that until we do a little gravedigging. I've arranged to exhume one of the other victims' bodies to see if we can get a tissue sample to match the girl's. You're not squeamish about that kind of thing, are ya?
SCULLY: I don't know. I've never had the pleasure.
(The radio starts flipping through channels rapidly, various sounds blaring. As Joseph tries to adjust it, the clock starts changing as well. The radio becomes a high-pitched screeching and Scully covers her ears. Joseph looks up to the sky.)
What's going on?
(Joseph pulls the car over to the side of the road and turns it off. He and Scully both get out. Mulder goes to the trunk, moves a briefcase, pulls out a can of pink spray paint, and walks over to where the occurance began. As Scully watches in wonder, he marks a giant "X" on the ground, then tosses the spray paint can back into his trunk. He moves the briefcase back on top of the can and closes the trunk.
What the hell was that about?
JOSEPH: Oh, you know... probably something supernatural.
(He gets back in the car.)