MONDO EXTRAS

Streetside. Kurtzweil tells Mulder that Special Agent Michaud never tried or intended to defuse the bomb. Mulder just stares at him blankly. "What's the question no one's asking?" Kurtzweil says, raising both his brows. "Why that building?" he answers his own question. Kurtzweil gets to play Exposition Ball for a bit, telling Mulder that the bombed building housed federal offices, including the Federal Emergency Management Agency's provisional quarantine office, which is where the bodies were found -- bodies that were dead before the bomb even went off. Mulder looks at Kurtzweil thoughtfully. Why would Michaud do that? he wonders. Kurtzweil tells Mulder that Michaud was a patriot. "They blew that building to hide something. Something even they couldn't predict," Kurtzweil says. Mulder raises a brow. "They blew up that building just to hide the bodies of those firemen?" Mulder asks. "And one little boy," Kurtzweil replies. Stare. Stare. "I think you're full of shit," Mulder says succinctly. Kurtzweil laughs and watches him get into a cab.

"Arlington, please," Mulder tells the cabbie. Kurtzweil stands on the sidewalk and watches him drive off. Inside the cab, Mulder looks thoughtful and then tells the driver to take him to Georgetown.

Bedroom of Scully, where our heroine is tossing and turning. There's a knock on the door. Scully sleepily gets out of bed and goes to answer it, and you can all just imagine my shock when I noticed that Scully's white jammies and light blue robe are exactly the same jammies she's wearing in the final scene of "Existence." Way to go, continuity. Also, how lucky was it that her old jammies were already all Virgin Mary-colored? It's Mulder at the door, of course. Why don't hot smart-asses knock on my door at three in the morning? I swear, the more I recap this show, the more boring my own life becomes. "I woke you. Did I wake you?" Mulder stammers. Scully sighs and lets him in. "No," she eyebrows. "Why not?" Mulder asks. "It's three in the morning!" Scully wonders whether Mulder's drunk. He explains that he was, about twenty minutes ago, but he's not now. "Was that before or after you decided to come here?" she asks. "What exactly are you implying?" Mulder asks, rather sharply. Duh, obviously she wants to know if you've come over for some hot, mindless, drunken sex. Or maybe some please-don't- quit-the- FBI-and- leave-me- all-alone, you're-all- I-have-left- in-the-world- and-I-love-you drunken sex. Scully blinks and looks away. Mulder tells her to get dressed. That is the opposite of what she wants to hear. She tells him to go home. Mulder tells her to get dressed. She stares at him. "I'll explain on the way," he says. See? That there is an adventure! Tall, wise-cracking, good-looking geniuses, coming to my door at three in the morning, to whisk me off for an adventure! Is that too much to ask? ["You need to start acting more like Lara Croft, dude." -- Wing Chun]