#6x04  -   Dreamland
written by John Shiban, Vince Gilligan and Frank Spotnitz
directed by Kim Manners
SUMMARY:
Mulder swaps bodies with an an obnoxious 'man in black', Morris Fletcher, and must convince Scully who he really is and find a way to put things right.
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MISC:
--> TITLE DERIVATION:
Groom Lake, outside Area 51, is known as Dreamland
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    BACKGROUND INFO:
  • Morris Fletcher is named after actor Michael McKean's son, Fletcher.
  • CAST LIST:
    David Duchovny Special Agent Fox Mulder
    Gillian Anderson Special Agent Dana Scully
    Mitch Pileggi Assitant Director Walter Skinner
    Michael McKean Morris Fletcher
    Michael Buchman Silver Howard Grodin
    Scott Allan Campbell Jeff Smoodge
    Tyler Binkley Terry Fletcher
    Dara Hollingworth Christine Fletcher
    Nora Dunn Joane Fletcher
    James Pickens Jr. A.D. Kersh
    John Mahon General Wegman
    Julia Vera Mrs. Lana Chee
    Laura Leigh Hughes Kersh's Assistant
     
    QUOTES:
    MULDER:   Milepost 134.  Two miles to go.
    SCULLY:   I'm all a-tingle.  So, Mulder, this supposed clandestine source who's contacted you how do we know that he's not just another crackpot whose encyclopedic knowledge of extraterrestrial life isn't derived exclusively from reruns of Star Trek?
    MULDER:    Because of where this particular crackpot works.  Groom Lake. Area 51.  Where the military has conducted... 
    SCULLY:    … for the past 50 years, classified experiments involving extraterrestrial technology.  
    MULDER:    It's all our questions.  The proof that we've suspected but never been able to hold in our hands.  That... that proof is here. 
    SCULLY:    Mulder, it's the dim hope of finding that proof that's kept us in this car, or one very much like it for more nights than I care to remember. Driving hundreds if not thousands of miles through neighborhoods and cities and towns where people are raising families and buying homes and playing with their kids and their dogs, and... in short, living their lives.   While we - we - we just keep driving.
    MULDER:    What is your point?
    SCULLY:    Don't you ever just want to stop?  Get out of the damn car?  Settle down and live something approaching a normal life?
    MULDER:    This *is* a normal life.
    MORRIS:   Oh, Dana?  Want to pick me up a pack of Morleys, please?  
    SCULLY:    Since when do you smoke?
    MORRIS:      Well... you're not going to be a Nazi about it, are you?
    MORRIS:   Hey... Hey, Dana.  How's it going?
    SCULLY:    Mulder... Where have you been?
    MORRIS:      Oh, sorry, I just got a little lost on my way in.
    SCULLY:    You got lost.
    MORRIS:      I'm just a little, you know, little lost in my head.
    AD KERSH:    Agent Mulder, you were specifically ordered not to pursue any line of investigation pertaining to the X-Files.
    MULDER:    Sir, you're absolutely right.  And on behalf of Agent Scully and myself, I'd like to apologize for our blatant disregard of your direct order. You have our word.  We will never ever do that again.
    (he exits, Scully chases after him)
    SCULLY:    Mulder.  Mulder!
    MORRIS:    What?
    SCULLY:    What was that about?
    MORRIS:      What was what about?
    SCULLY:    "I'd give you his name if I had it"?  Whatever happened to protecting our contacts?  Protecting our work?
    MORRIS:      He asked. 
    MORRIS:    Will you please stop trying to pick a fight with me?
    SCULLY:    Mulder, you are acting bizarre.
    MORRIS:     Jealous?
    CHRIS (Morris' daughter):   Morning, Dad.
    MULDER:    Morning... Terry...?
    CHRIS:   Oh, my God!  
    MULDER:    Good morning, Terry.
    TERRY:   Not Terry.
    MULDER:    Chris....?
    TERRY:   Terrence.  "Terry's" for wusses.
    MULDER:    (muttering)  Oh, and Terrence isn't?
    CHRIS:   You said you'd give me an answer today.
    MRS. FLETCHER:    Her nose.  You said you'd give her an answer about her nose.
    MULDER: Uh.... I think....    I think she's a little young for plastic surgery don't you think?
    MRS. FLETCHER:    Oh, for God's sake, Morris-- a nose ring!  She said she wants a nose ring!
    CHRIS:   (to Mulder) I hate you!  I wish you were dead.
    MULDER:    Well, my work here is done.  Have a nice day.
    SCULLY:    Mulder?  Are you sure that's the best thing to do?
    MORRIS:      Look, little lady, I think it's time you got your panties on straight.  We're federal officers... We go by the book.
    SCULLY:    You don't think that we should follow up on this?
    MORRIS:   Are you out of your pretty little mind?
    SCULLY:  (furious) Am I out of my mind?  Mulder, you are out of your mind!  What is up with you?!  I'm thinking about having you examined for mental illness or-or drug use or... Or maybe a massive 
    head injury!  This is an X-File, your life's work, your crusade!
    MORRIS:   As I understand it, we're off the X-Files.
    JOANNE FLETCHER:  This is not a marriage.  It's a farce.
    MULDER :  What?
    JOANNE FLETCHER:  You're not attracted to me anymore. I disgust you, don't I?
    JOANNE FLETCHER:    It's just that you don't want to ever make love to me ever again, that's all.  That and you mumble something about Scully in your sleep. Who is Scully, Morris?  Is it another woman?
    MULDER:    Does Scully sound like a woman's name to you?
    JOANNE FLETCHER:    Who is Scully?  Tell me.
    MULDER:    Oh, Joanne, I'm sure I've told you many times in the past that there are things about my work that unfortunately, I have to keep a secret.
    JOANNE FLETCHER:    Oh, no, buster.  That's not going to fly this time.
    MULDER:   My point is that there are a lot of things you don't know about me.  And... I've just... I've been under a lot of pressure lately. I mean, up is down and black is white.  I don't know where I stand anymore.  I don't even know... who I am really anymore.  I just... I know for sure that I am not the man you married.  I'm just not.  And I'm sorry.  I'm truly sorry.
    JOANNE FLETCHER:  Oh, God, Morris.  I didn't know.  They have that pill now.
    MULDER (as MORRIS):    I'm Mulder.  I'm really Mulder.  I switched bodies, places, identities with this man Morris Fletcher the man that you think is Mulder, but he's not. Of course you don't believe me.  Why was I expecting anything different?  All right, your full name is Dana Katherine Scully.  Your badge number is... Hell! I don't know your badge number.  Your mother's name is Margaret. Your brother's name is Bill Jr.  He's in the Navy and he hates me.  Lately, for lunch, you've been having, like, this little six-ounce cup of yogurt, plain yogurt, into which you stir some bee pollen because you're on some kind of bee pollen kick even though I tell you you're a scientist and you should know better.
    SCULLY:  Look... Any of that information could have been gathered by anyone.
    MULDER:  Even that yogurt thing?  That is so you. That is so Scully.  Well, it's good to know you haven't changed.  That's somewhat comforting.
    - on phonw -
    AD KERSH:  You're in Nevada again.
    SCULLY: Uh... Sir, I am...
    AD KERSH:  Do not speak, Agent. Listen.  Your partner already apprised me of his conversation with the air force in his fervent desire to save you from making a fatal career mistake. Therefore, you will follow my instructions to the letter.
    SCULLY:  Sir, I don't know what Agent Mulder might have told you, but I...
    AD KERSH:  You will follow my instructions to the letter. Otherwise, don't bother coming back from Nevada.
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