Cute Things from Stephen King’s original script for “Chinga (Before Chris Carter’s re-write):
1. Scully herself is a victim of the grocery store frenzy caused by the doll; she ends up hitting herself in the head, but later lies to Mulder over the phone, saying she’s fine, because she doesn’t want him to worry.
2. Mulder is NOT completely helpless in this version of the script; in fact, he is preparing to go make a speech at a university, but bails to go see Scully when an officer faxes him a picture of Scully hurting herself in the grocery store (more on this below).
3. Actual lines from the original script:
*After Scully suggests ergot poisoning may have caused the grocery store attack, Mulder goes into graphic detail about the effects it has on people, and Scully responds, “I love it when you talk dirty.”
*A minute later, Scully declines Mulder’s offer to come help her, and when he then wonders why she called him, she responds, “I guess I just missed the sound of your voice.”
4. The ending scene, as written by King, is amazing. (One final note before you read it: in the original script it is even more obvious that Sheriff Jack Bonsaint has a crush on Scully. And at the end of the episode he asks for her number, implying that he would maybe come to see her in Washington D.C. Then, this happens):
BONSAINT: Maybe we could— He stops, realizing that she’s stopped paying attention to him. He sees where she’s looking, over at a man in a topcoat who is sitting on the bench outside. There’s a briefcase between his knees. It’s MULDER. Scully is out of the car almost before it stops, and hurrying over to him, her face amazed and intense. Behind them, Bonsaint gets out and stands watching. Maybe he won’t find any business to do in Washington, after all. Maybe there wouldn’t be much point. SCULLY: What are you doing here, Mulder? How did you get here? MULDER: Hitched a ride from Andrews to Portsmouth Naval Air Station in an F-111. Those Navy kids drive fast. You okay, Scully? SCULLY: Fine. Why did you come? MULDER: (shrugs; smiles) I thought you needed help. Call it woman’s intuition. SCULLY: What about your speech? Weren’t you supposed to give a speech at George Washington University tonight? MULDER: The world’s not short of speeches, Scully. It’ll get along without mine. They reach the top of the steps and face each other. This is a classic lovers’ shot, profiles like you’d see on a Valentine’s heart, lit by one radiant overhead globe. SCULLY: This is the second time I’ve seen you tonight, Mulder. MULDER: Really? Want to tell me about it? SCULLY: It might hurt my credibility. MULDER: (identical delivery) Really? Want to tell me about it? CAMERA moves in on Scully as she thinks. SCULLY: I might. I believe I just might.
FADE TO BLACK
SCULLY: (in the black, and with a touch of reverb, perhaps) I believe—
What in the actual