Seeing that the people in the room still looked confused, Eric explained, "In fact, I already have a lot of ideas about this story. After this meeting, you can use it as reference. Also, remember this: Mulder's ultimate goal is to find clues about his sister's disappearance and reunite with her.
Through deep hypnosis, he becomes sure that his sister's disappearance was related to aliens, which is why he gravitates towards supernatural phenomena. Each time he encounters such a phenomenon, he records it.
Using the skills he developed from his work, Mulder classifies the potentially useful information and puts together the pieces of the puzzle, eventually forming a complete clue to the Brett colonial conspiracy. You should remember to add a scene where Mulder takes notes in each episode."
The plot of "the puzzle" is something which Eric has come up with. In the original show, Dana Scully was the one who took notes on the supernatural phenomenon, but there was no special significance behind it. Thus, Eric feels that it is better to have Mulder do it.
Moreover, the plot of "the puzzle" can also trigger fans' curiosity. Such a suspenseful plot has always been popular in TV shows.
This time, the writers did not raise any concerns. After all, they were the best sci-fi screenwriters that Fox and Firefly had found. Eric not only gave them the story's background, but also his own ideas for reference.
In this case, if these eight people combined can't write a decent script, they themselves would feel ashamed.
After another half-hour discussion, Eric finally concluded, "So, you have two months to come up with a script that will satisfy me. At the end of the year, Firefly and Fox will co-produce samples from the first episode. I hope that you all won't let the audience down.
If you have no other questions, you may leave."
After everyone left, Eric whispered about something with Alan before he quickly put the documents in the folder and looked up to find Elisabeth still sitting at the end of the long table, looking at him curiously.
"I am going to C.A.A's head office. Are you coming along?" asked Eric.
"Huh?" Elisabeth quickly blinked her eyes and looked at her watch before she replied, "It's already eleven o'clock; it's almost time for lunch."
Eric coldly replied, "I'll eat there at noon. If you don't want to come, you can go home."
"I'm coming along!" she replied reflexively before she thought, 'Don't think you can get rid of me'
Thus, Elisabeth followed behind Eric as if she were his tail. After stepping out of the building, she got in the car after Eric. She sat beside Eric and continued to glance at him from time to time, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Eric, who had been reading the documents, noticed Elisabeth's incessant stares and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have something to say?"
"I am just curious, how did you come up with those things? The Brett, Syndicate e.t.c?"
Eric put the folder on his lap and turned to look at Elisabeth as he stared straight in her eyes. He replied in a mysterious tone, "Actually, I am a person who came back from the year 2012."
"What?" Elisabeth blinked her eyes a few times, unable to respond.
Eric lowered his voice and continued, "The things I said about the Brett are true. After December 21, 2012, the black oil launched an invasion, and 99% of humans were infected. The remnants of humanity formed the Resistance. I am one of them, but the Resistance was too weak.
When the Brett were about to destroy the Resistance, we used the Brett's technology to invent a space shuttle, and my comrades sent me to this age, hoping that I could destroy the Syndicate's conspiracy before the Brett launched their plan. However, I am alone.
so I can only rely on The X-Files to covertly inform the people about the Brett."
"The Brett must have sent a robot called T-800 to chase you, right?" Elisabeth glared at Eric and shoved his shoulder before she said, "Don't think I haven't seen The Terminator."
Meanwhile, Elisabeth, who heard the brief conversation between Eric and Stuart, was left standing in shock as he wondered if Stuart was truly just an eight-year-old child?
Soon, Eric walked into a nearby conference room with Alan, Charlie Runkle and Stuart's new agent while Elisabeth, Mrs. Runkle and Stuart remained behind.
The large reception hall was quiet. The little guy didn't seem to care that the meeting in the conference room was related to him. He ran to a couch and found a Rubik's cube from his small bag and began to play with it on his own.
Feeling a little bored, Elisabeth also walked over and sat down on the couch. She picked up a magazine on the coffee table and randomly began to look through it. Only Mrs. Runkle stood at the door of the conference room with her ear glued to the door.
She put her hand on the door handle a few times, but, in the end, she did not push the door open. Still, she continued to pace back and forth outside the conference room.
Elisabeth was looking through the magazine when she heard a child-like voice, "What is your name?"
She looked up and saw the little boy staring at her as he continued to fiddle with the Rubik's cube, which was much larger than his tiny palm, "Are you asking me? You can call me... Liz."
"I don't know you, so I'll call you Elisabeth," replied the little guy. He continued to stare at her with his clear, large eyes and casually asked, "Miss Elisabeth, are you Eric's woman?"
Elisabeth quickly replied, "No!" She felt like she should no longer speak to this little boy, but she had to answer his question, so she continued, "I am his assistant."
Just as she finished, Elisabeth heard a reply filled with disdain, "Liar."
Elisabeth stared at the little boy and asked, "Little boy, what are you saying?"
Stuart bluntly replied, "I just think you are a liar."
"Me... a liar?" Elisabeth pointed at herself with an incredulous expression on her face. She quickly asked, "Why do you say that I am a liar?"
The little guy shrugged as he replied, "Eric didn't bring you with him to the meeting, indicating that you must be a common secretary which means that your salary will definitely not be high.
So, if you are not Eric's woman, where would you get the money to buy something so expensive like a Chanel bag?"
"My family has ten times more money than the bastard!" retorted Elisabeth with a shout, completely forgetting Stuart's age.
"Oh," answered the little guy as he deliberately paused and said, "I understand."
Elisabeth leaned back on the couch and picked up a magazine as she quickly began to turn the pages with the intention to ignore the little boy sitting beside her.
However, the little guy didn't plan to let her off so easily. He said, "You like Eric, but he doesn't like rich girls, so you ran over to become his assistant to spend time with him, right?"
When she heard this, Elisabeth immediately changed her mind and yelled, "I don't like that bastard!"
The little guy sighed and muttered, "Such are the words of a guilty woman, even willing to deceive children."
"you..."
The little guy was about to ridicule her again when Mrs. Runkle finally reprimanded him in a sharp voice, "Stu, shut up! Leave that young lady alone."