19 years ago today, the pilot episode of The X-Files was aired for the first time.
SCULLY: I want you to look at something.
MULDER: Come on in.
(Scully walks in, turns around and slips off her robe. She is still wearing only a bra and underwear. She looks back at him, then down to her lower back. Mulder sees a few bumps.)
SCULLY: What are they?
(Mulder starts to smile.)
Mulder, what are they?
MULDER: Mosquito bites.
SCULLY: Are you sure?
MULDER: Yeah. I got eaten up a lot myself out there.
(She gasps in relief, slips her robe on and hugs Mulder for a long time.)
(She pulls away from the hug.)
MULDER: You’re shaking.
SCULLY: I need to sit down.
(She sits down. He sits down in a seat across from her.)
MULDER: Take your time.
(Later, Scully is laying on the bed and Mulder sits in front of it on the floor.)
I was twelve when it happened. My sister was eight. She just disappeared out of her bed one night. Just gone, vanished. No note, no phone calls, no evidence of anything.
SCULLY: You never found her.
MULDER: Tore the family apart. No one would talk about it. There were no facts to confirm, nothing to offer any hope.
SCULLY: What did you do?
MULDER: Eventually, I went off to school in England, I came back, got recruited by the bureau. Seems I had a natural aptitude for applying behavioural models to criminal cases.
(Outside, a man in a raincoat shuffles through the bushes.)
My success allowed me a certain freedom to pursue my own interests. And that’s when I came across the X-Files.