Mutant X s03e12 Episode Script

Conspiracy Theory

Lex was right.
I got the signal from the black box, but it's about two hundred metres away still.
You know, the only thing that's funny is this frequency is not listed in any commercial or military records.
Well, Lexa said whatever's on that plane is a major threat.
Great, how come we never get the easy ones? Hmh.
You okay? Get down! You mind telling us what just happened? Let me tell you, you're privileged, baby.
You just saw the real thing.
What real thing? Aliens.
Real live, dyed in the wool, crop circlin', saucer jockeyin', cattle-mutilatin' aliens.
And I finally got the proof.
Scientist Adam Kane was a pioneer of genetic research, manipulating DNA to save human lives.
But, in many, their genes unexpectedly mutated and they developed superhuman abilities.
Together, four of the most powerful fight to protect a world that doesn't even know they exist.
They are Mutant X.
There never is.
It's the way they do it.
The aliens? Men in black.
Guys that were just shooting at us.
Guess they didn't want to kill too many witnesses all at once.
Witnesses to what? To this.
And you think that's an alien? Government's been working with them for years.
The government? Yeah, in collusion with organized crime, the church and the cast of Friends.
But it's it's kind of a long story.
Hey, whoa, whoa.
Wait.
Where you going? Getting the hell out of here before they come back.
No, no.
Listen listen.
I had this dream the other night.
There was all these lights in the sky and there was these.
anyway I walked all the way from town to be here right at this moment.
And and I need to know what that means.
Classic abduction profile.
Drawn to the next visitation.
I'm warning you, once you've seen behind the veil, there's no going back.
I think we're ready to take that chance.
Oh, yeah.
Welcome to the conspiracy.
Eddie.
Eddie Boyle.
You guys on foot? Car's up here.
Okay, yeah.
This guy seems a little nuts.
But listen.
Obviously, he knows something about what's going on here.
We need to figure out what that is.
Well, honey, he doesn't know the difference between Martians and meat loaf.
Shalimar, I agree with Brennan.
What? Look, we've been monitoring you guys since you got to the crash site.
The very fact that that guy was there before us means that at least he's plugged into something.
Yeah, plugged in maybe, but he's got a few wires loose.
Look, whatever's supposed to happen is going down before eight o'clock tomorrow night.
Unless you've got something better to go on just do it, okay? Guys, she's right.
Look, we're running out of time and we gotta figure out what the fallout is going to be from that crash, and right now the guy you just met is our best shot at doing that.
So you want us to stick with him? Oh, good.
Here, I advise you to wear these.
They're foil-lined.
Stops them from, you know, tracking us by our thought-waves? Oh, yeah.
This is gonna be enlightening.
I'm gonna keep at that satellite search, see if I can turn up anything on our "Men in Black".
Something tells me that won't be too fruitful.
That's all we've got.
Look, Lexa, I know it's hard.
I I mean, losing your brother-- Jess, don't.
Don't what? Lexa, I care.
It Well, I'm fine.
Look, just keep trying to track these guys down.
I'm gonna contact the Dominion and fill them in.
You retrieved the cargo? We did.
But there was a complication.
We were observed.
Three people.
Two men and a woman.
They got their information somewhere: find the source and close it.
We cannot afford loose ends.
Welcome to my command centre.
Huh? Oh this is one of my many publications.
"Reality TV.
" Yeah.
"Satanist attack on network television.
" Yeah, I know it's not fashionable to see the world as it is.
I mean, you know, you try to help people by simply pointing out that the country's controlled by aliens, and the next thing you know they got you in a straight-jacket pumped full of Thorazine.
Does that happen often? Often enough.
Let me tell you something.
these alien freaks actually live among us.
They can make themselves look like us, sound like us - the whole nine yards.
I mean but there are there are differences.
I mean far as I can tell, they live entirely on a on a diet of cow's blood and battery acid.
and further evidence suggests that they are here to destroy humanity, and to mate with as many Earth women as they can possibly get their mandibles on.
Really? Yes, really.
And if I were you, I'd keep my eyes open.
A babe like you is definite anal probe bait.
Okay.
I think we're done here.
Wait a minute.
Wait wait listen to me.
Four years ago I was a respected journalist working over at The Daily Times and I was out out in the field covering an explosion at a gene research company.
I took this.
Guy fighting with company security.
Kicked myself I wasn't closer when I took it.
But there's lightning coming out of his hands.
Lightning? Yeah, it's a common ET phenomenon.
Yeah.
That photo shoulda won me a Pulitzer.
Instead, it ruined me.
Cost me my career and my cost me my family.
Well, look this there's probably something I should tell you, Eddie.
Ahem.
'Scuse us.
Why do I get the feeling you're about to tell this guy about us? What would it hurt? He'll put us in the same box with all the other freaks he's hunting.
What use is he going to be to us then? Shal, that picture's of me, okay? I gotta feel responsible for-- No.
Uh huh.
Don't go there.
We get what we need from this guy and we get out, as soon as possible.
Okay.
The confrontation at the crash site was not expected.
There was someone else there.
Conspiracy nut named Eddie Boyle.
He used to be a reporter.
There are too many variables entering the mix, and too little time.
Whatever's going to happen will take place in the next twenty-four hours.
You have to stop it.
Or not.
What are you saying? I'm reassessing my future with Mutant X.
This is not the time to enter into a negotiation, Miss Pierce.
I came here for one reason, and that was to find my brother.
And now that he's dead our arrangement is over.
It's not that simple.
You can't just walk away.
Any idea what those things were on that plane that went down? Ah, that's the mystery.
And the simple answer is that it's all part of the conspiracy.
C'mere.
C'mere.
See see if you look at this, you begin to see the scope of it all.
The grey aliens are connected to the Illuminati, who are connected to the Masons, who are connected to the Royal Family.
And they're all connected to the this guy.
Adam Kane.
Adam? You've heard of him? No, I'm I mean, you don't think one man's behind all this, do you? Well, Kane is currently off the radar, but the word is that he's still out there working in the shadows.
See, he used to used to be connected to a a an outfit called Genomex, who was hooked into the GSA.
And of course, they're all working for the Aliens? Yes.
Yes, exactly.
Hey, how'd you find out about the crash? Well, buddy of mine, Leon, works a suppressed info website.
Mainlines covert information right from the inside.
Can we meet him? Uh Okay.
All right.
But anything you see or hear while on this mission stays strictly confidential, capisce? Your friend doesn't exactly live in the lap of luxury.
Well, if you're going to live under the radar, you can't be picky.
What? Leon's door's open.
That's not like him.
Something's wrong.
I smell blood.
Oh, no.
Oh, Leon.
Leon? Man Look, man, I'm sorry.
Should we be calling anybody? His family, girlfriend? In our world those that's one of the first things you give up.
The only ones who will care are me and a couple of other people who visited his site.
Brennan? Chopper coming.
Take cover, man.
Whoa! Now do you believe me? All right.
Just let me talk to him real fast.
Yeah.
Good idea.
Go on.
Eddie, do you have any idea how Leon got his information? Eddie? It it's on his computer.
I think "was" would be the operative word.
No, no, no.
Leon always had a dynamic backup.
Yeah.
Remember, paranoia is your friend.
Guys, I think we have another problem.
From here on in we're walking.
Not exactly.
Over here.
He's not gonna be needing this any more.
Let's move.
Brennan, did you manage to get anything at the trailer? Yeah, we got a backup of Leon's hard drive.
Nice.
No, it's not so nice.
None of us can figure out a way to get into it.
Well, maybe if one you guys can distract Eddie the other one can help me set up a back door to his system.
We'll give it a shot.
All right, buddy, what's up? How's it going? Not so good.
Leon got the crash information from his contact on a coded chat channel.
Why don't you take me over here and explain all this to me, again? Maybe if we put our heads together we can figure this out.
Okay, Jess, talk me through it.
Okay.
Set his browser to the IP address 2905.
190.
190.
65.
It's a web trap I set up.
Soon as his browser makes the hit I'll have all the information I need to trace him back to make a connection.
Come on, Jess.
You in yet? Just a few more seconds.
There, I'm in.
Okay.
Downloaded the image from his hard drive.
See what I can find and get back to you.
You guys figure anything out.
Yeah, Eddie may have known someone that Leon was talking to.
Yeah, this guy'll definitely convince you if nothing else does.
He's the king of conspiracy theorists.
Let's see if we can arrange an audience.
He works out of an old age home? Get away.
Give me this thing, will you.
Get out now Yo, Silver Silver Silver Silver, hey Oh, hey, Eddie, how ya doing? Oh, good.
Good.
How you doing? Okay.
Will you excuse us? I have company.
Told you he was a hard ass.
Hey, I brought some some friends.
Do you mind if I talk to you for a minute? No, that's okay.
I I'm sorry about Leon, you know? But he was a damn fool.
That website was, like, an invitation for them to to smoke him, you know? I know.
I know.
Silver, the last chat that you had with Leon, was there anything strange about it? Uh, not so you'd notice.
Yeah, well, what we need to know is how he got the information about the plane.
He said he was in direct contact with somebody who had been to Area 12.
Of course.
Of course! I it's sitting right in front of my face.
Area 12? Are are you sure these people are searchers? Yes.
It's like, Area 51, but on the northeast.
Army has a couple of alien ships there.
Yeah, the place is lousy with aliens.
I've seen them myself.
Yes.
'Scuse me, guys, for a sec.
Yeah.
Oh, yeah, you two together, or what? What's up, Jess? Okay.
Turns out that the IP address of the guy Leon was communicating with was government.
He's gotta be high up.
There's no listing as to who the address belongs to.
He was communicating with someone on the inside.
Yeah, it looks that way.
I'm tracking the address on the 'Net, see if I can at least find out where Leon's source is located.
Try Area 12.
We have less than twelve hours to avert some kind of major disaster.
And we're visiting UFO bases on the advice of some old fart in bedroom slippers.
What's your point? Look, you feel bad about Eddie losing his job and his family - me, too.
But find some other way to deal with your guilt, okay? Take him out for a few beers, help him meet some chicks.
But don't let him waste any more of our time.
Shal, Jess just traced Leon's source back to a government IP address.
This is going somewhere.
I believe him.
Guys ready to go? Let's go.
Let's go.
Running away is not going to make things any better.
No? Well, I wouldn't have to put up with people getting involved in my affairs.
Lexa, working as a mercenary before didn't make you happy, did it? It's not going to be any better now if you go back to it.
But I know that there have been times here when you've been one of us, and that has made you happy.
This is not what I want, Jess.
I don't belong here, okay? So where do you belong? Oh, yeah, baby.
This is the place.
Yeah, check it out.
Area 12.
This is gotta be where that flight was headed.
And those are the shooters from the plane.
What do you think, Shal? Nice suits.
Hold it.
What the hell is that? It's a good bet whatever's in the back of that truck has nothing to do with ice cream.
Here he comes.
Yeah, got that.
I don't believe this.
Who shops out here? Hey, you know what? I realize you're allergic to maps.
Would it have killed you to ask-- There's not even any retail outlet stores out here.
What's going on here? Thank goodness you came by.
I told you shoulda checked the radiator before we left the station.
What are you talking about? I checked it this weekend - it was fine.
Well, that's great.
If it was still the weekend then we wouldn't have a problem, now, would we? Just get your car off the road.
All right Champ, this car's not going anywhere.
Push it.
You're going to give us a ride back Get your car off the road.
Buddy, it's a twenty-mile hike back into town.
She's got corns.
I won't ask you again.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Chill out.
Okay? All you had to do was ask.
Right here.
Push, push.
Push.
Push, push, push.
Now would be a good time, Brennan.
Push! Push! A little help would be nice.
Ugghh! Come on! Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Yeah, thanks a lot there, pally! Brennan! Well, Eddie.
I found your alien.
Whoowhoowhoo I don't believe it.
I spend a lifetime trying to take a decent photo of an alien - now I finally got one in the flesh.
Whatever it is they're made of.
I can't believe I'm going to say this.
I actually think you might be on to something here.
Okay.
All right.
Okay.
The first thing that we're going to do is we are going to drive this baby right up to the front doors of The Daily Times.
And I am going to rub their noses in it.
Eddie.
Listen.
I got a better idea, man.
We're gonna drop this off with a friend of mine who knows about this kind of stuff.
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Come on, what are you talking about? A friend? What what what do you mean? Friend? I don't under I don't understand.
Before you didn't you didn't know anyone, or anything.
I mean, I how come you're so connected all of a sudden? Just trust me.
Okay? He's a specialist, all right? You're going to expose these things to the world, don't you think you should at least know what it is that you're exposing? Okay, Brennan.
I'm going to trust you.
Just don't let me down.
Please.
I won't.
Okay.
We got an alien.
Let's go.
Whoo! Jess, you still with us? Yeah.
Brennan, bring the body down to Dr.
Marx's clinic.
I'll meet you there.
All right.
Get Lexa's people to get us some IDs.
All right? FBI, CIA, whatever.
All right.
I'm on it.
It's a good thing you didn't open the suit.
Yeah.
Uh, Doc, those guys were already dead.
I don't think there's much more that can happen to 'em.
Not to them.
To you.
See, these suits weren't designed to keep stuff out.
They were designed to keep something really nasty in.
They're kind of a reverse biohazard suit.
Do you have any idea what it is that they're keeping in? Yeah, well, not aliens, if that's what you're thinking.
What are you talking about? That that thing is definitely an alien.
The samples show that his genetic structure has been modified.
Well but what are you talking about? Like, some kind of mutant or something? Well, whatever they did to him caused him to grow an extra organ close to his spleen, the sole purpose of which seems to be the manufacture of disease.
He's a disease factory.
In a sense, yeah.
Now the bacteria they create are designed to travel a direct route through the lymphatic system and out through special conduits in the hand.
I think that they're able to transmit the disease selectively.
You have a handle on the bacteria? Oh, they're lethal.
From what I can tell, they'll kill in a minute? And the thing is, as fast as they kill they die off.
So by the time they have a chance to do an autopsy, the bacteria would be virtually undetectable.
If they manage to perfect this process there's no stopping them.
It's the ultimate assassin, really.
Yeah.
Tag someone in a crowd, and then disappear.
What happened to this guy we brought in? Well, that's a good question.
You see, he's designed to be immune to his own bacteria, but it didn't work.
So, in a sense he, and the other guy that you saw in the truck, are failures.
There's a third one.
What? -What? Yeah.
Yeah, there's a third suit in the truck.
Which means there is another one out there alive, ready to kill.
Look, is there a way to counteract the bacteria? Well, I'd have to bring some specialists in.
It'd take a couple of more hours to run a more complete analysis.
Okay.
Uh uh.
I don't think so.
I'm sorry, but this baby's got a date with the national media.
I am leaving with it.
Let me talk to you for a second.
Let me tell you something.
I waited four years for this opportunity, and you promised.
I'm not going to let some crackpot take my shot.
Eddie.
It's not an alien.
Well, that doesn't mean they weren't created by aliens.
You know, they send them into our midst, wipe out all resistance.
And you know what? While we're at it, I'd like I want to know who you people are.
Random abductees don't usually know doctors with secret genetic labs.
All right? All right, Eddie.
I guess we've kept this from you long enough.
We're FBI.
Branch 17.
I knew it existed.
Well, just so you you guys are like the real X Files, right? Heh Right? You're part of the team, now, man.
Okay.
Okay, great.
Well, what what's the deal? I mean, you gotta know something.
Yeah, we don't know anything more about this than you do.
Well But we know that there's a major catastrophe that we need to stop in about three hours.
So are you down for helping us out, or what? What? Are you kidding me? Wild horses couldn't drag me off this story.
Ugh We found out who leaked the information about the crash.
Dr.
Harrow.
Ow I'm surprised.
Weren't we generous enough? Money had nothing to do with it.
I learned how you planned to use them.
Killing our country's enemies.
It's a noble cause.
My issue is with you deciding who the enemies are.
Yes, well, now you're one of those enemies.
No.
.
! Ugh Thank you, Doctor.
Your death will not be in vain.
Unless the people who stole the other subjects are idiots they will have analyzed them by now.
All lines of communication are being monitored.
We'll find them.
What's important now is the next phase of the operation.
We have a schedule to stick to.
Let's see if you're as effective as the good doctor intended.
I didn't know if you'd come.
You have information? Jesse Kilmartin's analysis of the body they found confirms he was one of the subjects in a secret military project called "Contact".
It's purpose was to create a subspecies bred for assassination.
It was discontinued over a year ago.
Seems pretty healthy for a discontinued project.
Do you have any idea who's running this? Before termination, it had been led by Dr.
Robert Harrow.
Unfortunately, he was found dead on a downtown street thirty minutes ago.
Intel suggests he was killed by one of the "Project Contact" assassins.
Do you have anyone else connected? There is no record of the project continuing under any government sanction.
But we're looking into anyone who might've known about it at the time.
You didn't call me down here for information you could've given me over the phone.
I need to know your answer.
About leaving Mutant X.
I haven't decided yet.
Decide.
My Council is worried that if you're not working with us, you may be working against us.
You're powerful, Lexa.
But there are people with power even you should be afraid of.
You must choose which side you're working for.
Well, you'll be the first to know.
Grrr This is not making any sense yet.
I mean, these guys creating killers, I get.
I just don't see how it fits into the whole conspiracy web.
Eddie.
Don't you ever miss it? What? Living a normal life, like other people? Other people are blind, Brennan.
So you don't ever think that you should give this up - conspiracies, aliens? You mean close my eyes to the truth? No.
No, just I don't not see so much of it.
Why do you feel so responsible for figuring everything out for other people? Brennan! This is what I do.
Okay? Don't you think you've given up enough? Maybe too much? Ohh don't you think I know that? I know people think I'm nuts.
But I am a good journalist, okay? So all this started when you took a picture of that guy with lightning coming out of his hands? Yeah.
What if somebody told you what that was all about? Would you be able to let it go then? There's no letting go, okay? Let me tell you something, that story'll be my ticket back.
If I could ever get my hands on that freak, I'll have him in every paper from here to Beijing.
What? Do you know something? No.
Just wondering.
Just got an update from Lexa.
She says those things we found were from something called "Project Contact".
Project Contact.
Project Contact.
Okay.
I got it.
Uh Military.
Deep cover.
It was shut down after pressure from the Senator from the State.
Guy named Danny Richards? And Uh, he's currently running a commission on policing the abuse of genetic military research.
Sounds like a natural enemy of whoever created Project Contact.
He also sounds like someone who could tell us who that was.
Jenny, get me Senator Klein.
Thank you.
I didn't see you come in.
I wanted to be a little early for the briefing.
Daniel, I feel obliged to warn you about the position you're taking in this report tonight.
You know, there have been threats.
I appreciate your concern, Nick.
But I'm not going to allow genetic weapons research to continue.
It's ending.
Here and now.
I truly believe this is one of the most important issues in the country.
Well, I agree.
In fact, I I think it's fair to say that it's a matter of life and death.
All right.
What'd you find out? Well, he's a real crusader.
He shut down Project Contact and ten other genetic-based weapons research projects.
There are a lot of people siphoning money from those projects, Brennan.
Word is he's got more enemies than friends right now.
Well, how far these enemies are willing to go? It's a good question.
He's scheduled to deliver a report on the commission he chaired later tonight.
Yeah, let me guess - eight o'clock.
Bingo! Hey, look, inside sources say he's announcing a total freeze on gene-based weapons.
He's also commenced an investigation of suspected genetic crimes committed by military companies.
Yeah.
So his murder is a disaster.
We have to warn him.
No.
No, no, no - look.
We don't have any proof.
Okay? We don't know who's behind it.
And we can't even tell him who we really are.
Jess, if we don't then he's a dead man.
All right? If he's the one that shut down Project Contact, then maybe he'd be able to fill in some blanks for us.
All right, Lex, you think the Dominion can give him a heads up? Let's just assume we're on our own on this one.
Do you know where Richards is delivering the report? Uh, the Federal Building on Fairmount.
If something's going to happen to Richards, then we're gonna need all hands on deck.
Think you guys can make it there in an hour? We're on the move.
I'm not coming with you.
What? What? We're different, Jess.
You know, when I was a kid, the only thing I ever thought about was taking care of my brother.
Everything I did for Eckhart, Adam, the Dominion, was all about saving Leo.
And I screwed it up.
No.
I didn't save anything.
You did what you could do.
Yeah, and I failed.
You don't need me.
I mean, the last person who counted on me ended up dead.
Is that what this is about? Are you worried about us? No, I don't know how I feel.
I just know I need to get away and figure things out.
Look, when I first came here I was messed up, too.
The last thing I thought I wanted was join a bunch of freaks in a cave.
But Lexa, once I was in, I found something that I could never find on the outside.
For the first time in my life I fit in.
You're a part of that now.
You need to go.
Excuse me, how did you get in here? Senator, we need to talk to you.
That door was locked.
It was.
That security button won't work either.
Senator, you need to listen to us.
This is very important.
What do you want? About a year ago you pulled funding on a government research operation called Project Contact.
Details of that research were never public knowledge.
Well, before too long the impacts of your actions are going to be felt up close and personal.
What are you talking about? Someone secretly continued funding that project.
They were successful in creating one of the touch killers.
How do you know this? Well, it's a long story.
What's important here is that your life is in danger.
I'm not going to put off my report.
That's not what we're asking.
We just want to be added to your security detail.
You know what that project is all about.
The killer could be anyone in that room.
Who could've done this? Oh, that's where it gets interesting.
See, the way we figure it, it's Adam Kane, working with the New World Order and the Masons.
Eddie! Because they're all working for the aliens! I want you out of here.
Senator Senator, listen, what we're telling you is the truth.
You don't believe us, then check with your own sources.
Security, there's been a break into the Committee Room.
Tell Mr.
Benedict to get down here.
I think that went well.
What is wrong with you? What are you talking about? The plan was to warn him, right? Yes or no? Are you going to tell him or am I? Eddie, come here.
Come here.
Tell tell me what? Eddie, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to ask you to take a step back on this one.
What do mean, like, as in go away? Look, if somebody's going to make a move on Richards, we need to know that there are no wild cards.
So now I'm a wild card? Come on, Brennan, what you said we were going to work on this together, right? Brennan? Come on, Eddie.
I know I shouldn't have trusted you.
Excuse me.
Sir, what's going on? Agh agh agh! Where's Lexa? She couldn't make it.
What? Long story.
Um, Brennan, it's going to be tough to keep our eyes everywhere at one time, huh? Yeah.
Look, Senator's their target, so anyone who gets too close to him is our guy.
Looks like his own security's got him pretty covered.
Yeah, well, I don't think normal security's going to be much help here.
Look, you guys take the west side over here.
I'm gonna cover the door.
Brennan! Brennan! Brennan! Brennan, this is getting weird.
What are you doing? I told you you had to let us handle this.
No, no, no.
I saw this guy-- You need to get this through your head: this is not about Elvis or Masons or aliens.
There's a very important person in danger here.
I know that.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
It's somebody on the Senator's team that's one of them.
One of who? Them! A guy named Benedict.
He's a a one of the head honchos on Project Contact.
Big time fixer, connected to about ten groups that I've been tracking.
No, I got the proof, Brennan.
You gotta trust me.
Senator's about to arrive.
Get him outta here.
Brennan? Eddie, I'm sorry.
You gotta go.
Hey, you know what? Fine.
I'm on my own anyway.
Like always.
Dammit! Tomorrow morning, every paper in the country will carry the results of the report.
I'm sure they will.
Agent, could you escort the Senator to the conference, please? Senator! Benedict is part of Project Contact.
He's trying to stop you.
He's crazy.
Senator-- No! Ugh Eddie! It was Benedict! Stop him! Brennan! Sorry I'm late.
Brennan.
I been searching for the truth for so long.
I guess I'm gonna go without ever knowing.
No.
Look, Eddie look at me.
There are aliens.
We've been here all along.
Oh We're your friends.
Hey, read the news today? Why? Anything interesting? Well, there's a whole article on Eddie.
How he managed to expose Project Contact and Benedict.
Make him out to be quite a hero.
He was.
Any idea how he got the story? I'm sure a guy like Eddie has a friend or two somewhere.
Well, whoever did it, they did the right thing.
He deserved it.
He actually deserved a lot more than that.
Right? Yeah.
It's a good thing you turned up back there Hey, well, you know how I hate to miss a party.
This mean you'll be staying around? I don't know.
Just don't rent out my room yet, okay? Yeah.