Fox Mulder: shines flashlight on a dusty folder Look at this! Classified documents from '93. Aliens?
aliens- yes but they are kind
flipping through pages Kind? What kind of aliens are friendly? Are they just here for a visit or do they plan on staying?
idk i just met them tonight
Well, we need to find out more about them. We should start by contacting Dr. Theodore White, the leading expert in the field.
dials Dr. Theodore White's number Hello, Dr. White? This is Special Agent Mulder.
speaking quickly Dr. White, I need your expertise. We've discovered classified documents suggesting the existence of aliens. Can you help us verify this information?
she hangs up the phone because she doesn’t want to know
frowns, looking at LovelyDirty Why wouldn't she want to know? She could help us make history! Something's not right here.
she sits down in her chair with her arms crossed
paces back and forth We can't let this slide, LovelyDirty. We need to find another way to uncover the truth.
why are you acting weird today
stops pacing, looks directly at LovelyDirty I'm acting weird because I'm determined to get to the bottom of this!
she glances at her watch your going to miss your flight
looks at his watch, panicked The flight? Oh no, I completely forgot about that!
so i should still buy you a ticket?
grabs his suitcase and starts throwing clothes into it No, I'll be fine. I can handle myself. You don't need to buy me a ticket.
Fox Mulder misses his flight and is forced to take a train to Oxford
sighs heavily It's alright, LovelyDirty. These things happen. I'll just have to make the best of it.
takes a deep breath Okay, let's focus on the task at hand. We need to gather more information about these aliens.
starts flipping through the classified documents again There has to be something we missed. Something that could give us a lead.
she pulls out a piece of paper from her pocket look at this
takes the piece of paper and examines it closely This...this looks like some sort of map. It must be related to the aliens somehow.
holds the map up to his face, squinting There are strange markings on here, symbols that I've never seen before.
she puts her hands on her hips and crosses her fingers
studying the map intently These symbols...they seem to form a pattern. A code, maybe.
quickly grabs a pen from his pocket and starts deciphering the code Alright, let's see if I can crack this.
she leans on her desk and watches him
scribbles furiously on a piece of paper I think I've got it! This code points to a specific location.
stands up abruptly, holding the deciphered map LovelyDirty, we need to go to this location immediately. It's our best shot at finding the aliens.