The X-Files (1993–…): Season 6, Episode 14 - Monday - full transcript

A woman desperately attempts to change the outcome of the events of a day she is forced to relive again and again in which her boyfriend explodes a bomb during a failed bank robbery killing everyone inside, including Mulder and Scully.

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(gun cocks)

(siren wails)

- You in charge here?
- Kraskow_ Is the Bureau takin' over?

That's not why I'm here.

- What can you tell me?
- Silent alarm tripped.

We think there's one robber,
armed - a handgun.

Definitely no pro, or he would have been
long gone. Single gunshot 20 minutes ago.

Blinds are down, but we think
we've got a body on the floor.

- But you're not here to take over?
- Two of my agents might be in there.

- Skinner! Skinner!
- Hold it right there.



- Do I know you?
- Stop this! Don't let this happen!

Stop this, Skinner!

You're in charge here, you know?

- It doesn't have to end like this.
- (doors open)

- Yeah, it does.
- No!

Son of a... (exasperated grunt)

That's... nice(!)

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

Hello?

It's comin' through down there?

(exasperated sigh) It's my damn water bed.
My damn water bed sprung a leak.

(sighs) I know I'm not supposed
to have a water bed.

I don't know what to tell you.
I... I think it was a gift.



Au right.

- I missed the meeting.
- You didn't miss it.

You're extraordinarily late for it.
It's still going on.

- What are you doin' here?
- I came looking for you.

- What are you doing here?
- Havin' the best day of my life.

Any moment, I'm about to burst
into song. Zippity doo-dah!

My water bed sprung a leak
and shorted out my alarm clock.

My cellphone got wet
and crapped out on me.

And the cheque I wrote to cover the damages
will bounce if I don't deposit my pay.

- You ever have one of those days?
- Since I've been working here? Yeah.

When did you get a water bed, Mulder?

The bank's just down the street.
I'll be back in ten. Cover for me, will ya?

When do I not?

(horns honking)

- Jerk!
- Yeah? You want some?

We good?

- Pam?
- Go run your errand already.

Yeah... I just gotta go pick
somethin' up. No biggie.

Right, Bernard. No biggie.

I'll be ten minutes. Wait here for me.

- (Bernard) Hey, you need to watch it!
- (man) You watch it!

Right on schedule.

Poor guy.

You never did that before.

- Yes, we'll give you credit.
- OK. Thank you.

_.and that's assuming these trends
continue well into the coming year.

Um... other DOJ projections...

Estimate a larger - two to three per cent -
drop in the overall homicide rate,

versus the one to one-and-a-half per cent
cited in the earlier Tanner study.

However, there is some dispute

that the statistical methodology
in this latter study

is not the DOJ-preferred methodology.

In any case, added variables

make crime trends for the coming year
particularly hard to predict.

(sighs) The unpredictable future.
Which brings us to Agent Mulder.

Will he or will he not grace us
with his report?

(door opens/closes)

May I help the next in line, please?

(woman) I've got three transactions.

Customers, face down!
You know what this is!

- Oh, God!
- You! On the floor!

- Oh, God, don't shoot us!
- Shut up!

You're the boss.

(sobbing)

It's all right.

All right! I'm the boss!
No silent alarms, no dye packs!

Do like the insurance company taught ya!
Quicker you go, quicker I go.

Everybody else, out here on the floor!

Ah! Leave the last one. No tricks.

All right, come on.
Come on, come on, come on!

Zippity doo-dah!

All right, get your keys, come around here.
We're gonna open up the ATM.

Hey, lock the doors!
You forgot to lock the front door.

On the ground!

(woman screams)

- Drop it! Drop it now!
- You drop it!

You drop it!

Travel expense reimbursement...
who's got those figures?

All I've got here is third
and fourth quarter. No?

Assistant Director?

(siren wailing in distance)

(sirens wailing)

Go, go, go.

Go, go, go!

Sir...

- Who's in charge here?
- I am. Unless the Bureau's taking over.

- Skinner!
- Hold it!

Skinner! Don't let them charge in there.

- Skinner?
- Do I know you?

Skinner!

They're supposed to call, right?

They're not gonna call.

- What's your name?
- Yeah!

Look, I gotta call you something, right?

How about Steve?
That's a nice... honest name.

Steve.

Bernard.

Bernard.

I have to get my partner out of here.

I am blowin' this whole freakin' place
right off the map if they come in here.

Look, they don't know that.
Don't you realise that? They can't see you!

They don't know what your plan is.

They'd damn well better figure it out.

Look... just walk in front
of the door... and show them.

- You wanna get me killed!
- Oh, God...

I just want everybody to live. That's all.

I just...

Just show them.

You have control over everything
that happens here.

You do.

And it doesn't have to end this way.

(doors open)

Yeah, it does.

No!

Oh, son of a...

(frustrated whistle)

Son of a bitch.

That's great(!)

(phone rings)

Yeah?

It's comin' through down there?

(exasperated sigh) It's my damn water bed.
It sprung a leak.

I know I'm not supposed
to have a water bed.

I don't know what to tell ya. I... I'm sorry.

I mean, I...

Whoa!

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

- Who you oallin'?
- Nobody.

Nobody? It's gotta be somebody.

It's nobody you know, Bernard. Forget it.

There's somethin' I gotta do.
I want you to come.

I'm not goin' with you.

Look, I'm not asking.

Pam?

Don't go gettin' all weird on me.

It'll only take a couple of minutes.

Look, Bernard, just go
to work. It's not too late.

I'm not goin' to work today.

- Don't say they're gonna fire me.
- I wasn't gonna say that.

Cos you know what? Who cares?

Like there's a big future in moppin' floors!
Like that's somethin' to lose!

- We lose everything.
- No, no. I got a plan.

- This time tomorrow, Pam...
- Everything will be roses.

Oh...

Dammit.

I missed the meeting.

Well, not yet. But only because
it's the longest in FBI history.

- What are you doin' here, then?
- I came looking for you.

We took a five-minute break
three minutes ago.

Mulder, your cellphone's not working.
Did you oversleep?

Did you ever have one of those days
you want to rewind and start over again?

Yes, frequently. But, I mean, who's...

Who's to say that if you did rewind it
and start over, it wouldn't end up the same?

So you think it's all fate?
We have no free will?

No, I think that we're free to be the people
that we are. Good, bad or indifferent.

- I think our character determines our fate.
- All the rest is just preordained?

I don't buy that.
There's too many variables.

I meant to be on time to work today,
but my water bed springs a leak,

flooding my apartment and the one
below me. So that makes me late.

Then I gotta write a cheque
to cover the damages,

but I realise that that's gonna bounce
unless I deposit my pay.

So now I gotta go to the bank,
which makes me even later.

Since when did you get a water bed?

I mightjust as easily not have a water bed,
and then I'd be on time.

You might have stayed in medicine
and not gone into the FBI,

and then we would never have met.
Blah, blah, blah.

- Fate.
- With every choice, you change your fate.

Then let's change yours.
I will deposit your cheque.

You gather your files,
go to Skinner, give your report -

before he takes it out on both of us.

Endorsed my damn cheque stub!

Mulder!

- Don't go in the bank today.
- Excuse me?

Bernard's in there.
Please... don't go in the bank.

- Do I know you?
- You pass me every day on the street.

Every single day. This day.
On your way to the bank.

You go inside and everybody gets killed -
you, your partner, Bernard. Everybody.

- I pass you... and then we're dead.
- Yes. Over and over.

Only, last time, you looked at me
like you knew me.

Like you remembered.

Please remember me.

(gunshot)

Don't go.

Drop your weapon!

- Drop it!
- I ain't droppin' nothin'.

You put yours down.

- I'll shoot her!
- What do you think I'll do then?

Bernard?

That's your name, right?

Bernard, she's not dead.
You're not a murderer yet.

You can end this the right way.

Sir... please...

Listen to them.

Don't hurt anybody else.
A whole lot of police are comin'_

You tripped the alarm.

No!

(explosion)

(groans)

(phone rings)

Yeah, I know. Yeah, I know.
I... I know already.

I'll pay for it.

- (thud)
- OW!

The cellular customer
you are trying to reach is not...

- (Pam) Agent Scully.
- Yes?

- Please. Don't go inside the bank today.
- The bank?

Cradock Marine, 8th Street branch,
a block from here.

Uh... I'm not following.
Did you get separated from your tour?

I'm here to see you. I'm begging you,
please don't go this time.

Don't let Mulder go either.

Um... I'm sorry...

Excuse me, miss.
You're not supposed to be in this area.

If you walk in that bank, you'll die.
Both of you.

(scoffs)

Hey. I missed the meeting?

Huh? No. No, we took a five-minute break
about three minutes ago.

Mulder, your cellphone's not working.

- Wow. That is so strange.
- What?

I just got the sensation of deja vu.
I've been havin' it all morning.

- it's fairly common.
- Never to this degree.

I mean, I woke up, I opened my eyes,
I was soaking wet.

It's a long story,
but I had the distinct sensation

that I had lived that moment before.

Well, you may have.
Did you do a lot of drinking in college?

- What does it mean?
- Why does it have to mean anything?

Some Freudians believe the dejé vu
phenomenon to be repressed memories

escaping the unconscious
that represents a desire to, un,

have a second chance, to set things right.

- Set what kind of things right?
- Whatever's wrong.

It's more likely that we're talking
about neurochemistry_

A glitch in the brain's ability
to process recognition and memory.

- It doesn't mean the memory's authentic.
- Yeah, but what if it were?

What if you'd lived this moment before,
and are living it again?

Yeah. So that I could right
some wrong, or change fate.

Right now I'd say you're fated
to go to this meeting.

No, actually, I'm fated to go to the bank.

Mulder? What bank?

- Cradock, right down the street.
- 8th Street.

What?

S... some woman stopped me in the hallway
ten minutes ago. She knew both our names.

She warned against either of us entering
into the Cradock branch on 8th Street.

She said that we'd die.

What did she look like?

Five-eight, thin, green eyes, dyed hair.

Maybe you know her.

Maybe it's just somebody pulling a prank.

I'll use the ATM machine.
I don't wanna tempt fate.

Next is federal crime projections.
Who's got the figures?

Right here.

Um... if you'll all just bear
with me one second.

Federal crime projections...

- Do you remember me?
- You match the description.

You're the, uh, you're the woman that gave
a warning to my partner, aren't you?

Uh... have we met?

More times than I can count.
Right here on this sidewalk.

Usually you walk right by.

You'll pass a few minutes earlier, a few
minutes later. Little details, they change.

- But it always ends the same.
- What always ends the same?

We keep having this conversation.

We go inside the bank and we all die.
That's what you told my partner.

Is... is something going to happen inside
the bank? Is there gonna be a robbery?

Every time I tell you there will be
a robbery, you run in there to stop it,

and that's when things go bad.

Don't you see? We're all in Hell.

I'm the only one who knows it.

Something went very wrong
on this day the first time around.

Something got screwed up. Things didn't
end the way they were supposed to.

And now it's like a needle
stuck in a groove.

You're saying this day repeats
over and over again?

Until we get it right.

Till my boyfriend doesn't blow up that bank.

I have tried everything to stop him.

I've hid his keys. I've... I've drugged his
coffee. I even called the police on it myself.

He always gets here.

He's meant to.

It's you. It's you and
your partner every time.

If it wasn't for you, nobody would die.

If it's true, how come I don't remember?
How come you're the only one?

- That's 50 times you've asked me that.
- What's the answer?

I don't know.

I just do.

Be glad you don't_

Please... you can stop this.

You're the variable. It has to be you.
I have tried everyone else.

All I'm asking is you just walk away.

..that's assuming these trends
continue well into the coming year.

Other DOJ projections estimate
a larger - two to three per cent -

drop in the overall homicide rate,

versus the one to one-and-a-half per cent
cited in the earlier Tanner study.

- However, there's some dispute that...
- Um, excuse me, Agent Arnold.

- Where's Scully?
- She just left. I sent her to look for you.

Excuse me.

Everybody, face down! You know
what this is! Give me the money!

Oh, God! Oh, God!

You! On the floor!

(woman) Oh, God! You're gonna shoot us?
God! He's gonna...

- Shut up!
- He's gonna shoot us! Please don't kill us!

- Please don't do this! Please don't!
- Shut up! Give me the money!

- Don't shoot us! Don't shoot us!
- Dammit! Shut up!

Hey! Hey! Get your hands up
where I can see 'em!

Do it! Do it now!

(Mulder) Drop your weapon!

(laboured breathing)

(whispering) He's got a bomb. He's got
a bomb. He's got a bomb. He's got a bomb.

He's got a bomb. He's got a bomb.

(Mulder) I know, I know.
I missed the meeting.

You didn't miss it.
You're extraordinarily late for it.

Bank's down the street.
Cover for me, will ya?

(car horn honking)

We good, Pam?

- Pam?
- I know.

You just gotta go pick somethin' up.
No biggie.

What is with you?
Why are you always in a mood?

Cos nothing ever changes.

Things are gonna change.
You wait and see.

I'll be ten minutes. Wait here for me.

- (Bernard) Hey, you need to watch it!
- (man) You watch it!

- Do I know you?
- Do you?

- Yeah, you just look really familiar to me.
- Do I?

Yeah.

No?

All right, I'm sorry to bother you.

May I help the next in line, please?

(softly) He's got a bomb.
He's got a bomb. He's got a bomb.

He's got a bomb.
He's got a bomb. He's got a bomb.

He's got a bomb.

...estimate a larger - two to three per cent -
drop in the overall homicide rate,

versus the one to one-and-a-half per cent
cited in the earlier Tanner study.

However, there is some dispute
that the statistical methodology

in this latter study is not the
DOJ-preferred methodology.

In any case, added variables
make crime trends for the coming year...

Excuse me. Agent Scully?

(Scully) Excuse me.

It's Agent Mulder. He said it's urgent.

- Mulder, where are you?
- I'm at the bank.

Yeah, I know where you are.
What's taking so long?

Scully, I need you to do something
for me right now.

- IVla'am, will you come with me?
- Why?

- Just come with me, please.
- What's this about?

My partner said you'd know.

Take it.

I'm a federal agent.
I don't want us all to die in here.

- What are you talking about?
- You've got a girlfriend outside in the car.

And you've got a bomb.

Something very bad
is gonna happen here today.

And I want you to know
that I'm not gonna let it happen.

But if you walk out that door right now,
I'm not gonna stop you.

- You're in charge here, Bernard.
- You're damn right.

You can change your fate.

Everybody down! You know what this is!

- No! Oh, God!
- Get down!

If you don't believe me, ask her.

- Drop it!
- Get away from her, Pam.

This isn't gonna work!

- Drop it now!
- You drop it.

- Listen to me.
- Get her outta here!

You're dooming her.

You're making her live this day
over and over. Her, you, me, all of us!

What are you talkin' about?

Every day, you die in here.
And every day, it starts all over again.

- You can't want this for her! It's hell!
- Hell? I'm doing this for her.

Listen to him, Bernard.

Put your damn gun down!

Put your gun down, Scully.
it's the only way.

You gotta put your gun down
and let them out.

He's got a bomb.

Come on, Bernard. Let's go.

(sirens wailing in distance)

- You son of a bitch!
- No!

(gunshot)

(Pam gasping)

This is Agent Dana Scully with the FBI...

This never happened before.

(phone rings)

- Yeah.
- Mulder, it's me.

- Oh, I'm late again, aren't I, Scully?
- No, not yet.

But Skinner wants to see us
as soon as possible.

He's asking for our report
on the robbery yesterday.

I'll be there in an hour.

- I'd like to hear it, too.
- Well, you were there, Scully.

That's not what I mean.

You still won't explain what happened.

How you knew that Bernard Oates
was strapped with explosives.

Call it a feeling.

And it was also a feeling that he had
an accomplice waiting in the car?

I don't think she was an accomplice.

I think she was just tryin' to get away.

- Are you OK?
- I'll be there in an hour.

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