Title: Chained to the Past
Author: McJen
E-Mail: skyfullofstars76@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.geocities.com/skyfullofstars76
Category: Gen/Het-R
Rating: PG
Summary: Kimmy Belmont's younger sister ends up handcuffed to Langly after they are injected with a nanovirus. The nanovirus is the same one that was injected in Skinner by Krychek. 
Archive: anybody who wants it can have it (just tell me) 
Disclaimers: LGM aren't mine, I just wish they were.
Notes: none

Motiva Laboratories
    Rockville, Maryland
    10:47 pm

     Loud rock music blares from a pair of computer speakers in a high tech science laboratory.  A young woman sits hunched over a desk studying a stack of papers.  She’s wearing a white lab coat, the name tag reads:  Emily Belmont.  Except for the lab coat, she looks more like a college student than a scientist. Two long braids dangle over her shoulders and brush the top of the desk.  Faded jeans stick out from the bottom of her lab coat, and the black combat boots on her feet keep time to the music.  She chews her fingernails as she reads each page in turn.  As she puts the last page into a manila file folder she let out a triumphant, “FINISHED!!”
     In a swirl of seconds she takes the cd out of the computer,  sheds the lab coat, grabs her backpack and dashes out into the corridor.  She hums a song to herself as she passes by glass walled laboratories on either side of her.  All are dark except for one.  A middle aged man is busy at work on a small electronic device that resembles a remote control.  The name tag on his lab coat reads “Robert Hart.”  Feeling that he is being watched he looks up from his work.  He sees the girl and waves.  She smiles and waves and walks onto the elevator.
   The elevator doors open into a large lobby.   She signs out at the security desk.

EMILY
Hello?
 
 
SECURITY GUARD
Right here.

She leans over the top of the desk as far as she can, hanging onto the far side with her hands.  Her feet dangle just off the ground. The security guard is kicked back into a reclining office chair, watching the video surveillance monitors.
 
EMILY
“Hey, Mind if I borrow the cd, until tomorrow so I can burn a copy?”

SECURITY GUARD
“Sure burn away.”

An alarm sounds and the security guard sits up in his desk.  He looks at the security monitors.

SECURITY GUARD
“What the hell?...”

He jumps from his chair and rushes over to the elevator.  While he waits for the elevator doors to open he whips out a walkie talkie.

SECURITY GUARD
“We’ve got a situation here sir.”

The elevator doors close behind him.  Emily slides off the desk top and looks around cautiously.  She tip toes around the edge of the desk and looks at the monitors.  Robert Hart lays stretched out on the floor of his laboratory.  Beside him on the floor is the remote control.
*****************************************************

FBI Headquarters
Washington, D.C.
11:04 p.m.

     Assistant Director Walter Skinner sits in his FBI office.   The lamp from his desk is the only light in the room. He is bent over paper work, putting his signature on a stack of forms.  A yawn escapes his lips and he leans back into his chair stretching.  His gaze wanders to the bottom drawer on his desk and stops.  After several long moments he unlocks the drawer.  Inside is the small remote control that Krychek used on him.  He stares at the box for a very long time before he closes and locks the drawer and gets back to work.
*********************************************

OPENING LONEGUNMEN THEME SONG PLAYS HERE

*********************************************
The Lonegunmen Headquarters
Takoma Park, Maryland
10:30 a.m.

They guys are sitting in the work area.  Jimmy plays a gameboy mumbling softly to the game as he plays.  Frohike works on some sort of circuitry at his desk.  Langly punches away furiously on his keyboard.  Byers is categorizing possible story leads from the mornings newspapers.

There is a knock at the door.

BYERS
“Are we expecting anybody?”

Langly looks at the video monitor.

LANGLY
“It’s some chick.”

FROHIKE
“Is she hot?”

JIMMY (yelling at the gameboy)
“Pass Intercepted!!!!!”

The door bell buzzes again and Jimmy looks up from his gameboy.

JIMMY
“Oh, that’s Kimmy’s sister Emily.  She’s in some sort of trouble.”

LANGLY
“Princess Em?”

BYERS
“I didn’t know Kimmy had a sister.”

FROHIKE
“She was practically his shadow for a few years at the computer conventions....That was before the gunmen.”

 
Byers walks over and opens the door.  She resembles her brother, with her short stature, dark hair.

BYERS (extending a hand to shake)
“I’m Byers. Jimmy told us you’d be stopping by.”

She walks into the offices and glances around the cluttered room.  She sees Frohike and Langly and waves. Frohike puts down what he was working on and walks towards her.

FROHIKE
“Let me get a good look at you, kid.”

She spins in a circle holding out her arms in a mock fashion runway sort of way.

FROHIKE
“Wow.  You grew up.”

EMILY
“Is that a good thing Frohike?”
 
FROHIKE
“Definitely, you’re a doll.  Come here and give you’re Uncle Frohike a hug.”

She grins and gives him a huge hug.

JIMMY (smiling)
“I love family reunions.”

She looks at Langly.

LANGLY (bows low at the waist)
“Princess Em.”

EMILY (curtseying)
“Lord Manhammer.”

LANGLY
“You still owe me 10 bucks.”

EMILY
“How many games have you won using my strategies?”

Langly considers this a long moment.

LANGLY
“Call it even then.”

Jimmy was confused and looks at Frohike for an explaination.

FROHIKE
“Dungeons and Dragons.”
***********************
CUT TO:

The Lonegunmen, Jimmy, and Emily are gathered around the work table.

BYERS
“So what have you got for us?”

EMILY
“A death that was covered up by government officials.”
 

FROHIKE
“She knows how to turn a guy on.”

She explains how she saw the Hart collapsed on the floor of his lab on the security cameras.  And the remote control she saw him working on.

EMILY
“I watched from the parking lot.  An ambulance never showed up, but cars with government plates did.  They took him away.”

BYERS
“What’s Motiva saying about him?”

EMILY
“He’s on vacation.”
 
Langly’s fingers danced over the keyboard as he researches Robert Hart.

LANGLY (reading from his computer screen)
“He’s on vacation all right.  Of the permanent kind.  Death certificate was signed last week.”

BYERS
“What about the security guard who was there?  Can he corroborate your story?”

EMILY

LANGLY
“What’s Motiva Laboratories into anyway?”

EMILY
“Biotechnology.”

FROHIKE
“Pretty cutting edge stuff.  Do you know what project  Hart was working on?”

EMILY
“I’m not sure exactly.  Each project was highly classified even within Motiva.  But.......I swiped his laptop.”

She unzips her backpack and pulls out the laptop and sets it on the table.

FROHIKE
“Good girl.”

LANGLY
“Let’s take a look.”

He pushes up his sleeves and flips open the laptop.  It looks like a regular lap top except for one thing.  Where the mouse pad should be are two holes, one is shaped like an index finger, the other is square.

LANGLY
“Now this isn’t something you see everyday.”

BYERS
“Index print recognition program?”

LANGLY
“Na, I don’t think so.”

He punches a few buttons and stares at the screen. Emily, Frohike and Byers peer over his shoulder.  They watch as a list of numbers and letters come across the screen.

LANGLY (sarcastically)
“OH WOW, Big breakthrough here.  It’s just a simple Excel program.”

EMILY
“It’s information on all the test subjects he was using on his project.”
 
BYERS (pointing at the screen)
“What are all these numbers?”

LANGLY
“ID numbers for test subjects, I’ll run a program to see if it corresponds with anything on record.  The rest of it is just a long list of background health info.  Female, age 33, weight 120, height 5’3, no known allergies.”

FROHIKE (peering over Langly’s shoulder)
“Got a hair color on her?”

BYERS
“Somehow I don’t think Hart died because he was working on a database of the governments most eligible female employees.”
 
The door bell buzzed.

BYERS
“Jimmy, Go see who that is.”

Langly fiddled with the holes on the keyboard.

LANGLY
“I don’t know what the hell these things are for.”

He sticks his finger down into the finger shaped holes.

EMILY
“We do have some passwords that require two people for clearance.”

Emily sticks her finger over the square shaped hole.

LANGLY
“But if that were the case, we wouldn’t have been able to get the OS up and running when I turned the power........”

LANGLY AND EMILY
“OWWWWW!!!!”
 
BYERS
“What happened?”

LANGLY (horrified)
“That computer......BIT ME!!”

Langly sticks his finger in this mouth.

LANGLY
“I’m bleeding.”

EMILY
“Me too.”
 
FROHIKE
“A booby trapped computer?”

JIMMY
“Hey guys! Yves is here.”

Jimmy walks back into the the work area with Yves.  Yves takes in the situation with one glance.

YVES
“DON’T MOVE!!  Either of you.  If you move more than a foot apart one of you will die.”

Langly and Emily take a step toward each other so their shoulders are touching.
*********************************
CUT TO: INTERIOR LGM Headquarters

Langly and Emily are sitting on a couch.  Jimmy, Frohike and Byers watch as Yves handcuffs Langly and Emily together.

FROHIKE
“What else have you got on you?  A nuclear weapon?”

YVES
“A girl can never be too prepared.”

LANGLY
“This sucks, man.”
 
He twists the hand cuff on his wrist into a more comfortable position. He and Emily exchange a wary glance.

BYERS
“Are handcuffs really necessary?”

YVES
“If Langly values his life.”

FROHIKE
“Only way he can get a girl near him.”

YVES (To Emily)
“Your colleague wasn’t murdered.  He died experimenting with this project.  Please tell me you have the remote?”

EMILY
“No, I just grabbed the laptop and ran.”

BYERS
“You mind explaining to us what you know about this project?”
 
YVES
“Enough to know that Langly better get used to having a roommate unless you find that remote.”

FROHIKE
“Come on Yves, what gives.”

YVES
“In official circles it’s known as the keeper.  It started as a government funded project to find a safer way to transport high security criminals.  The inmate is injected with a microscopic computer chip.  Another chip is embedded in a hand-held remote which transmits signals to the inmate.  It’s preset to operate at a distance of one foot.”

LANGLY
“And then what? Spontaneous combustion?”

YVES
“The chip releases a virus into your blood stream. The remote is the only way to disarm the chips and destroy the virus.”

FROHIKE
“Nano technology.”

Yves nodded.

JIMMY
“What’s a nano?”

LANGLY
“Itty bitty machines you moron.”

JIMMY
“What would someone want with a tiny machine?”

BYERS
“In the medical field the possibilities are endless.  I know they’ve been doing some trials on a device that can be injected into the bloodstream and used to clear up clogged arteries.”

JIMMY
“Cool.  Like little bulldozers.”

FROHIKE
“Trouble is the possibilities are endless for it to be misused.  Exploitation, terrorism, bioweapons.”

BYERS
“Not to mention espionage.”

They sat in contemplative silence for a moment and Emily leaned over and whispered something in Langly’s ear.

LANGLY
“Aw man, You’ve gotta be kidding right?  You only just got here.”

EMILY
“I can’t help it.  I drank one of those giant sized drinks on the way over.”

LANGLY
“Let’s just take these things off and get this over with now.”

Langly moans and lays his head back on the seat of the couch.
 
FROHIKE
“What is it?”

EMILY
“I’ve gotta go to the bathroom.”
 
**************************************************
Motiva Laboratories
8:56 p.m.

The guys, along with Jimmy and Emily are in the VW van in the parking lot of the Motiva Laboratory.

FROHIKE
“Let’s get the cute couple wired.”

Frohike climbs into the back of the van and hands them ear pieces.

FROHIKE
“I’ve tapped into their security networks.  We’ll keep tabs on the security guards and be your eyes and ears.“

BYERS
“You’re sure Hart’s notes aren’t on a computer?”

EMILY
“I’m sure.  During experimental trials all the outcomes are kept on paper.”

LANGLY
“That’s archaic.”

BYERS
“It makes sense though.  Thousands of pounds of paper are harder to sneak out the door than a computer disk.   Industrial espionage is a lucrative business.”

LANGLY
“Yeah, Yves should know all about that.  Maybe she’s the one that should be breaking in here instead of us.”

Frohike hands them a portable scanner.

FROHIKE
“It is set to send the scans directly back to this computer.”

EMILY
“Cool.”

FROHIKE
“But as back up, here’s the old standby.”

Frohike hands them a camera.

Langly steps out of the van and takes a few steps.  He ends up pulling Emily along with him.  She stumbles nearly falling on her face.   Both were annoyed.

EMILY
“Watch it.”

LANGLY
“Keep up.”

EMILY
“My legs are shorter than yours are, it’s harder to
keep up.”

FROHIKE
“Come on guys, you’re suppose to be madly in love
remember.”

They look at each other and laugh.

EMILY
“I still don’t see why we couldn’t just break in from some back entrance.  Wear black masks and pretend to be James Bond.”

JIMMY
“Call me Jimmy.”
 
LANGLY
“She’s not talking about you.”

Langly tries reaching into the front open window to swat at Jimmy but his hand was cuffed and pulled her along with it.

EMILY
“Cut it out Langly.”

BYERS
“Children.  Please.  We’ve got work to do.”
 
Emily elbows Langly in the side and they play a tug of war with their hand cuffs.

FROHIKE (sighing)
“At least hold hands.”

Reluctantly, They take hands and walked toward the building.
********
CUT TO-
INTERIOR:  MOTIVA LAB LOBBY

A security guard was at the desk.  She shows him her security card and signs in.

EMILY
“I left a key up in my office.  Gonna run up and get it really quick.”

They walk toward the elevator.

GUARD
“Your date will have to stay down here.”

Langly and Emily walk over to the desk.

EMILY
“Um....the truth is.....my boyfriend and I have gotten ourselves into a little trouble.”

GUARD
“Trouble?”

EMILY (getting more and more embarrassed)
“Yeah.....uh....we”

While she searches for the right words to say, Langly, impatiently, raises their handcuffed hands up for the guard to see.

LANGLY
“Get the picture?”

A look of confusion, shock, then complete understanding creeps across the guards face.  He looks from Langly to Emily and back to Langly.

GUARD (winking at Langly)
“Sure, go on up.”

They get into the elevator.

EMILY
“That has got to be one of the most embarrassing  moments of my entire life.  I’m never going to be able to show my face here again.”

LANGLY
“I’ve been trying for years to get a rumor like that started about me.”

They walk down the hall and went into the lab.  Another guard was making the rounds and Frohike and Byers monitored their progress from the VW van.

BYER (through the headset)
“Guards headed down the other hall way.  It’s all clear.”

Langly and Emily slip into Hart’s laboratory.  They creep past the long lab tables to a filing cabinet.  It had a small lock.  She pulls a thin screwdriver out of her pocket and picks the lock in seconds.

LANGLY
“Where’d ya learn to do that?”
 
EMILY
“Years of breaking into Kimmy’s diary.”

LANGLY
“Kimmy kept a diary?”

EMILY (smiling)
“Where do you think I learned everything I know about D&D?”

FROHIKE (through the headset)
“Forget the detours down memory lane and get to work.  We haven’t got all day.”

They pull out a stack of files and scan them.  Then they scour the room for the remote control.  They look everywhere but there was no sign of it.

LANGLY
“It’s not here.”

BYERS (through the headset)
“The feds must have taken the remote when they got the body.”

JIMMY (through the headset)
“Couldn’t you just do one of your little MacGyver tricks and build one out of an old can opener or something?”

LANGLY
“Yeah and get some government made plague, no thanks.”

Emily and Langly close up the last drawer they had been looking through.

BYERS (though headset)
“We’ll just have to hope that those files contain something we can use.”

FROHIKE (through headset)
“Guys, you’ve got company.  Mr. Security Guard is on his way up.”

They both stand frozen like deer in headlights when Emily is struck by an idea.  She grabs Langly by the front of his Ramones tshirt and pulls him toward her.  She puts her free hand around the back of his neck pulling his face down to her level.  Just as they are about to kiss, the door opens.

GUARD (coughs loudly to get their attention)
“Find the key?”

Emily and Langly jump apart.

EMILY
“Nope.  Must have left it in my other lab coat.”

Back in the VW van, Jimmy, Byers and Frohike watch the scene play out on their tv monitor.

FROHIKE
“Probably the closest he’s gotten to a kiss since spin the bottle.”

***************************************

Lonegunmen Headquarters
2:03 a.m.
 
It was late.  Emily sits on a stool beside Langly.  Her head is resting on the table and she is asleep.  Langly stifles a yawn and squints his eyes at the computer screen.

Byers and Frohike are sitting at another computer looking through all the scanned files.

LANGLY
“Find anything yet?”

BYERS
“Nothing that we don’t already know.”

LANGLY
“There’s got to be a way to infiltrate the circuit and override the signal.”

BYERS
“We could always try making a chip that broadcasts at the same frequency.  It would at least give you some space”

FROHIKE
“I used to have this fantasy about handcuffs and a Spanish Senorita.”

LANGLY
“Shut up Frohike.”

FROHIKE
“Come on, you can’t tell me you haven’t had one
fantasy that didn’t involve...”

Byers interrupts him.

BYERS
“Guys, I think I found something here.”

They quit talking to listen to him.

BYERS (reading from the computer screen)
“Yves wasn’t being exactly truthful about the use of the remote.”

LANGLY (sarcastically)
“Oh that’s a BIG surprise.  Tell us something we don’t know.”

BYERS
“The remote is used to disarm the virus but it’s also used to set the severity of the virus and the distances.”

FROHIKE
“Distances?”

BYERS
“The chip originally sets for one foot.  The remote can be set to operate at hundreds even thousands of miles away from the inmate.  The virus can be set at varying degrees of severity from mild to lethal.  Do you know what this means?”

FROHIKE
“You could control someone from across the globe with one of those remotes.”

LANGLY
“It’d be like having a gun to your head 24/7.”

The computer beeped.

LANGLY (looking at his computer screen)
“I think we’ve hit the jackpot.  I’ve got a match on those test subject ID numbers.  They’re all FBI employees.  20 have died in the past 2 years.”

FROHIKE
“That’s one hell of a pink slip.”

BYERS
“If that’s the case then there could be hundreds of agents that are being controlled by outside forces.”
 

LANGLY (stares at his computer screen)
“And one of them.  Is Walter Skinner.”

Walter Skinner’s name flickers on the computer screen.  The three of them stare at it in a stunned silence.
**************************************************
CUT T0 -
The Next Day
Interior of the VW van.

JIMMY (in disguise as Skinner)
“But I promised him guys. I gave him my word I wouldn’t do this again.”

FROHIKE
“Listen Jimmy, it’s not like we’re trying to get into one of his cases or steal government secrets.”

LANGLY
“Yeah, we can do that without ever leaving the Warehouse.”

FROHIKE
“We’re trying to help him.”

BYERS
“Maybe even save his life.”

JIMMY
“Why can’t we just go in and ask him about it?  Do we HAVE to break in?”

BYERS
“We don’t know how deep this goes Jimmy, if he’s being controlled by some outside force, who’s to say he’s not been bugged as well? Someone could be listening to every word he says.”
 
JIMMY (reluctantly agreeing)
“I suppose it is a little bit different.  If he’s being remoted controlled, I’m sure he’d be glad for us to unplug him.”

BYERS
“You’re the only one who can save him.  We’re depending on you.  The rest of us don’t have the physique to get into his office.”

FROHIKE (mocking hurt)
“Hey, I’ve got a damn good looking physique.”

BYERS (rolling his eyes)
“Of course you do, but it’d never pass for Skinner.”

Jimmy straightens up in his seat a little taller.  He sticks the voice-changing retainer into his mouth

JIMMY (completely looking and sounding like Skinner)
“All right guys, I’m ready.”

*****************************************************

CUT TO -

Interior FBI Building

Byers and Jimmy walk into the front FBI entrance and approach the standard security check point.  Jimmy hands the guard his badge who scans it with no problems.

JIMMY
“This is an associate of mine.”

Jimmy leans toward the guard in a conspiratorial fashion.

JIMMY (whispering)
“He’s got top secret information.  You didn’t see him come in here.”

Jimmy gives the guard a little wink and the guard lets Byers in without so much a second look.

They get into the elevator and the doors close behind them.

JIMMY
“This is so awesome.”

BYERS
“Remember what we talked about.”

JIMMY
“Right, say as little as possible.  Look mysterious.  I’m cool.”

The elevator doors open and they walk down the hall.  Jimmy walks into Skinner’s office.  Skinner’s secretary looks up from her desk.

JIMMY
“Hold all my calls.”

SECRETARY
“Yes sir.”

Byers and Jimmy close the door to Skinner’s office.

JIMMY
“So now what?”

Byers pulls a piece of equipment from his suit pocket and starts scanning the room.

BYERS
“This will pick up any signals broadcasting at any frequencies in this room.  If there’s a remote in here and it’s active, this will pick it up.”

Jimmy sits down at Skinner’s desk and sits back in the chair.  He spins a little in it and starts looking around at things on  his desk.  Opening drawers and being a regular nuisance.

LANGLY (through the headset)
“You pickin’ up anything?”

BYERS
“Not yet.”

**********************************************
CUT TO

Interior VW Van

Frohike, Langly and Emily sit in the VW van.  Frohike is in the front seat watching the front doors of the building.  Langly is at his usual post in front of the laptop but it’s difficult to do within the cramped space of the van and being handcuffed to Emily.  He’s annoyed and it shows.

She accidentally bumps his elbow.

LANGLY
“CAREFUL!!  One missed pressed button and the feds will be all over us in seconds.”

EMILY (sincerely)
“Sorry.”

LANGLY (sighs)
“Forget about it.”

EMILY
“I’m beginning to wish I’d never worked late that day.   It’d be so much easier to believe that Hart was on some grand European vacation.”

LANGLY
“Forget the old cliché.  Ignorance is NEVER bliss.”

EMILY
“Yeah, well, the truth’s a pain in the ass.”

LANGLY (grinning)
“You got that right.”

FROHIKE (from the front seat)
“Uh oh, guys, we got trouble.”

BYERS (through the headset)
“What is it?”

FROHIKE
“Our good buddy Walt left something in the office.  He’s on his way back in.”

LANGLY
“Aw man, we’re screwed.”
************************************************
CUT TO - Skinner’s office

BYERS (looking at the readings his scanner)
“It’s here guys.  It’s in this room.  I need more time.”

FROHIKE (through headset)
“You’ve got no time.  Skinner’s on his way up.”

LANGLY
“Get out of there.”

BYERS
“But we’re so close”

FROHIKE
“And so is he, get out.  We can always come back.”

****************************************************
 
CUT TO -

Lonegunmen Offices
4:34 a.m.

Langly and Emily lay asleep on Langly’s bed.  Both lay on top of the covers and still have their clothes on, including their shoes,  A loud security alarm wakes them.  On pure instinct Langly jumps from the bed.  He half pulls Emily with him.  They both stumble around, hitting the door.   Langly grabs hold of the door as it swings open.  Emily falls into him.  They lose their balance and topple out into the hall.  They land on the floor in a heap with   Emily laying on top of Langly.  They are dazed.  Frohike, in his pjs, comes running out of his room.

FROHIKE
“Quit playing games kids.  We got company.”

LANGLY
“Bite me.”

They disentangle themselves from the floor.

FROHIKE (as he dashes by)
“Em, you’ll have to do the honors, you’re closer to him than I am.”

By the time Langly and Emily get to the main room, they hear a scuffle going on just outside the front door.  Byers, in his pjs, has shut off the alarm and they wait by the work desks staring at the front door.  The door opens and Frohike appears.

FROHIKE
“Hold onto your asses guys, hell just froze over.”

Walter Skinner follows Frohike into the room.  Jimmy, wearing nothing but boxers, is tagging along behind them carrying a baseball bat.

LANGLY
“I thought you swore you were never setting foot in this place again.”

SKINNER (ranting and raving)
“I wanna know what the hell were you doing in my office?  Trying to blame me for another murder?  Or maybe you want to interrupt another important FBI sting?  I really don’t have time for these games you three are so fond of playing.  You do know that it’s a felony to impersonate a federal employee?  I could have you locked up for years.”

LANGLY
“We’re trying to save your life man, you could be a little grateful.”

BYERS (very calmly)
“We think we can disable the nanovirus in your bloodstream.”

Skinner stopped cold.

SKINNER (obviously flustered)
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

FROHIKE
“Come now Walt, we know you’ve been a little remote controlled puppet for god knows who the past few years.”

SKINNER
“How the hell do you know about that?”

BYERS
“We’ve come into contact with a situation similar to yours.”

Byers motions towards Langly and Emily who sit handcuffed.  Skinner looks at them.

SKINNER
“I don’t even want to know.”

BYERS
“We’ve got the information.  Names, dates, how the nanovirus works.  It’s all there on the computer if you’d like to take a look.”

SKINNER (finally admitting defeat)
“Would you mind doing me one thing first?”

BYERS (very serious)
“What’s that?”

SKINNER
“Go change clothes.”

Byers, Jimmy, and Frohike realize that they are still wearing their pjs.

*******************
CUT TO -

They are all sitting around the work table with cups of coffee.  Everyone has gotten out of their pjs and put on their usual attire.

SKINNER
“You honestly think you know how to disable it?”

BYERS
“I’m not making any guarantees.  But from the information we’ve gathered it shouldn’t be too difficult.  Except....”

FROHIKE
“We need the remote.”

Skinner says nothing.

LANGLY
“We know you’ve got it in your office.”

BYERS
“Do you trust us enough to let us keep it for a few days?”

SKINNER
“Mulder’s trusted you with his life.  You’ve never let him down. But what guarantee do I have that I’m not going to be some headline for your next edition?”

BYERS (seriously)
“Our word.”

FROHIKE
“Besides, we like you.”

LANGLY
“Yeah, behind that G-Man exterior, you’re really one of us.”

Skinner gives them a “you’re out of your mind” look.

FROHIKE
“You’re just not ready to admit it.  That’s cool.”

SKINNER
“Great, just great.  And I thought Mulder was bad.”

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Byers, Frohike, Jimmy, and Skinner stand in a circle around Langly and Emily. Yves unlocks their handcuffs.   Emily starts to pull her hand away but Langly grabs it before it gets anywhere.  He holds onto it tightly.

LANGLY (to Frohike)
“You’re sure you’ve got this thing shut off?  The virus is dead?”

FROHIKE (annoyed)
“How many times do we have to go over this.  You saw it yourself.  The circuitry was very simple, there was nothing to it.”

LANGLY
“If you’re sure.”

FROHIKE (really annoyed)
“I’m sure already.  Hurry, up or I’m gonna change my mind and use this thing to zap you.”

Langly slowly lets go of her hand and takes a step away.  He closes his eyes in a tight squint as if preparing himself for the plague.  A few seconds pass.   Nothing happens.  Langly opens his eyes.

FROHIKE
“See, what did I tell you.  You’re a single man again.”

LANGLY (elated)
“I’m free.  I’m free.”

Frohike turns to Skinner.FROHIKE (to Skinner) “OK, you’re turn at bat Walt.”

SKINNER
“Don’t call me Walt.”

Frohike punches a few buttons on the remote and hands it over to Skinner.

SKINNER (looking from the remote to Frohike)
“That’s it.”

FROHIKE
“That’s it.”

SKINNER
“How do I know it worked?”

FROHIKE
“Turn the thing on.  Try it yourself.”

Skinner looks at it nervously.

SKINNER
“You know how to work this thing......in case?”

Frohike nods.

Skinner turns the remote on and ups the virus level.  Nothing happens.  He turns it up higher.  Still nothing.  A smile starts to spread across his face, but he quickly reins it in, not wanting to lose his cool professional FBI persona.  His cell phone rings.  He answers it with a few words.

SKINNER
“Skinner here.  Right.  Ok.  I’ll be there in 5.”

He hangs up his cell phone and walks to the door.  He stops and turns back to them.

SKINNER (sincerely)
“Thank you.”

BYERS
“Your welcome.”
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Outside of the Warehouse, Emily is saying her goodbyes.

EMILY (to Byers)
“Thanks for getting me the job interview.”

BYERS
“Let us know how it goes.”
 
Frohike gives her a big bear hug.
 
FROHIKE
“Don’t let another 12 years go by before we see you again kid.”

EMILY
“Never.  If this job works out I’ll only be an hour away.”

FROHIKE
“Stop by anytime.  No offense to your brother, but you’re a lot better company than he is any day.”

EMILY
“I will.  I promise.”

She stands in front of Langly sort of awkwardly trying to decide what would be appropriate.

EMILY (she curtsies)
“Lord Manhammer.”

LANGLY (he bows low)
“Princess Em.”

She stands on tiptoes and quickly kisses him on the cheek.  A combination of surprise and embarrassment plays across his face for an instant.

Jimmy opens the car door for her.  She motions for Jimmy to bend to her level.

EMILY (whispering in his ear)
“Take care of my boys for me.  They need looking after.”

JIMMY (very seriously)
“I won’t let you down.”

EMILY
“I know you won’t.”

She climbs into the car and turns on the ignition.  Loud music blares from the radio.  She waves to the guys as she drives away.  The hand cuffs hang from her rear view mirror.
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THE END

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