The X-Files (season 2)

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The X-Files (1993–2002, 2016–18) is an American science fiction drama television series, which is a part of The X-Files franchise, created by Chris Carter. Starring Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny as FBI agents Dana Scully and Fox Mulder, investigators of X-Files; unsolved cases involving paranormal phenomena.

Little Green Men [2.1]Edit

[Opening Narration]
Mulder: We wanted.. to believe... we wanted to call out. On August 20th and September 5th, 1977, two spacecraft were launched from the Kennedy Space Flight Center, Florida. They were called Voyager. Each one carries a message ... A gold-plated record depicting images, music and sounds of our planet - Arranged so that it may be understood if ever intercepted by a technologically mature extraterrestrial civilization. Thirteen years after its launch, Voyager I passed the orbital plane of Neptune and, essentially, left the solar system. Within that time, there were no further messages sent. Nor are any planned. ..We wanted to listen. On October 12th, 1992, NASA initiated the High-Resolution Microwave Survey; A decade-long search by radio telescope scanning ten million frequencies for any transmission by extraterrestrial intelligence. Less than one year later first-term Nevada Senator Richard Brian successfully championed an amendment which terminated the project.. I wanted to believe, but the tools had been taken away. The X-Files had been shut down. They closed our eyes.. our voices have been silenced.. our ears now deaf to the realms of extreme possibilities.

Matheson: I take it you're familiar with the high-resolution microwave survey?
Mulder: The search for extraterrestrial radio signals. They shut it down.
Matheson: You have to get to the radio telescope at Arecibo, Puerto Rico. I'll try to delay them as long as I can but my guess is you'll have at least twenty-four hours. After that, I can no longer hold off the Blue Beret U.F.O. Retrieval Team. And they have been authorized to display terminal force.
Mulder: What am I looking for?
Matheson: ..Contact.

Mulder: Have you ever been to San Diego?
Scully: Yeah.
Mulder: Did you check out the Palomar observatory?
Scully: No.
Mulder: From 1948 until recently, it was the largest telescope in the world. The idea and design came from a brilliant and wealthy astronomer named George Ellery Hale. Actually, the idea was presented to Hale one night. while he was playing billiards, an elf climbed in his window and told him to get money from the Rockefeller Foundation for a telescope.
Scully: And you're worried that all your life, you've been seeing elves?
Mulder: In my case... little green men.
Scully: But, Mulder... during your time with the X-Files, you've seen so much.
Mulder: That's just the point. Seeing is not enough, I should have something to hold onto. Some solid evidence. I learned that from you.
Scully: Your sister's abduction, you've held onto that.
Mulder: I'm beginning to wonder if... if that ever even happened.
Scully: Mulder, even if George Hale only saw elves in his mind, the telescope still got built. Don't give up.

Mulder: (Speaking into tape recorder) Deep Throat said "trust no one." And that's hard, Scully. Suspecting everyone, everything, it wears you down. You even begin to doubt what you know is the truth. Before, I could only trust myself. Now, I can only trust you.. and they've taken you away from me.

Mulder: It should be right here. The entire tape is blank.
Scully: You know, an electrical surge in the outlet during the storm may have degaussed everything, erasing the entire tape. You still have nothing.
Mulder: I may not have the X-Files, Scully, but I still have my work. And I've still got you. And I still have myself.

The Host [2.2]Edit

Scully: Flatworms are what are known as obligate endoparasites. They live inside of the host entering the body through ingestion of larvae or eggs. They are not creatures that go around attacking people.
Mulder: That's good. I didn't wanna tell Skinner his murder suspect was a giant bloodsucking worm.

Scully: (looking at the flukeman) Mulder, this is amazing! Its vestigial features seem parasitic, but it has primate physiology. Where the hell did it come from?
Mulder: I don't know. But it looks like I'm gonna have to tell Skinner that his suspect is a giant bloodsucking worm after all.

Scully: Somebody shoved this under my door. I guess you really do have a friend in the FBI. And, Mulder, when you see Skinner to hand in field report, I hope that you know that I'd consider it more than a professional loss if you decided to leave.

Scully: Is this seat taken?
Mulder: No, but I should warn you I'm experiencing violent impulses.
Scully: Well, I'm armed. So I'll take my chances. I hear you really endeared yourself to Assistant Director Skinner today.
Mulder: You know, sometimes, it just gets really hard to smile through it when they ask you to bend down and grab your ankles. You know?
Scully: It's not exactly as if you've ever tried to fit into the program.

Mulder: Scientists say three species become extinct everyday. Who knows how many new ones are being created?

Blood [2.3]Edit

Mulder: Have you ever come across this chemical compound?
Langly: L.S.D.M. Obviously, you haven't read our August edition of "T.L.G."
Mulder: Oh, sorry boys. It arrived the same day as my subscription to "Celebrity Skin."

Frohike: So, Mulder, where's your little partner?
Mulder: She wouldn't come. She's afraid of her love for you.
Frohike: She's tasty.
Mulder: You know, Frohike, it's men like you that give perversion a bad name.

Mulder: They've done it before. D.D.T. in the 50's, Agent Orange, germ warfare on unsuspecting neighborhoods.
Scully: Yes, but why, Mulder? Why would they intentionally create a populace that destroys itself?
Mulder: Fear. It's the oldest tool of power. If you're distracted by fear of those around you, it keeps you from seeing the actions of those above.

Byers: In our April edition of "The Lone Gunman," we ran an article on the C.I.A.'s new CCDTH-2138 fiber-optic-lens micro-video camera.
Langly: Small enough to be placed on the back of a fly.
Mulder: Imagine being one of those flies on the wall of the Oval Office.
Frohike: Been there, done that.

Sheriff Spencer: Things like this aren't supposed to happen here.
Mulder: A forty-two year old real estate agent murders four strangers with his bare hands? That's not supposed to happen anywhere.
Sheriff Spencer: You don't understand. In the last six months, seven people have killed twenty-two. Per capita, that's higher than the combined homicide rate of Detroit, D.C., and Los Angeles. This town is not any of those places.

Sleepless [2.4]Edit

Mulder: All right, what do you want to know?
Alex Krycek: What's the truth? There are things you're not telling me that I need to know.
Mulder: It's just that my ideas usually aren't very popular.
Krycek: I told you, I want to believe. But I need a place to start.

Scully: Sounds like your new partner's working out.
Mulder: He's all right. He could use a little more seasoning and some wardrobe advice. But he's a lot more open to extreme possibilities than...
Scully: Than I was?
Mulder: ...than I assumed he would be.
Scully: Must be nice not having someone question your every move, poking holes in all your theories.
Mulder: Oh yeah, it's---it's great. I'm surprised I put up with you so long.

Mulder: Who are you?
Mr. X: Who I am is irrelevant.
Mulder: Why are you trying to help me?
Mr. X: You think I want to be here, Agent Mulder? I don't want to be here.
Mulder: [Mr. X hands Mulder an envelope] What's this?
Mr. X: Data from a top secret military project. Born of the idea that sleep is the soldier's greatest enemy.
Mulder: Grissom was conducting sleep deprivation experiments on Parris Island?
Mr. X: Not deprivation. Eradication.
Mulder: Why?
Mr. X: Why else? To build a better soldier. Sustained wakefulness dulls fear, heightens aggression. Science had just put a man on the moon. So they looked to science to win a losing war.
Mulder: And Willig and Cole were the lab rats.
Mr. X: Lab rats with the highest kill ratio in the Marine Corps. Four thousand-plus confirmed kills for a thirteen-man squad.
Mulder: You think Cole's behind what's happening now?
Mr. X: I'm not here to do your thinking, Agent Mulder. All I know is, Augustus Cole hasn't slept in twenty-four years. There's someone else you should see - Another member of the squad who was reportedly killed in action.
Mulder: I thought Cole was the last?
Mr. X: His name is on the envelope.
[X turns and begins to walk away]
Mulder: ...How do I contact you?
Mr. X: You can't.
Mulder: I may need more.
Mr. X: [turns around] You still don't get it, do you? Closing the X-Files, separating you and Scully was only the beginning. The truth is still out there, but it's never been more dangerous. The man we both knew paid for that information with his life - A sacrifice I'm not willing to make.

Salvatore Matola: They said it'd be like living two lifetimes. And that- at first, that-that's what it was like. Not having to sleep and all.. made us feel like nothin' could touch us, you know? We-we'd do 24 hour patrols, night ambushes, y'know, and that type of thing.
Mulder: And you never got tired?
Salvatore Matola: No. Not so that we had to sleep. And then, nothing that the pills couldn't fix.
Mulder: Serotonin?
Salvatore Matola: Yeah.
Mulder: How long did this go on?
Salvatore Matola: Quite a while, I'd say. Quite a while - Until we stopped taking orders from the company commander in Saigon.
Krycek: The entire squadron went AWOL?
Salvatore Matola: Yeah, somethin' like that.
Mulder: Well then who did you take orders from?
Salvatore Matola: We didn't - We just made up missions as we went along, until it didn't matter anymore who-who we were killing. Farmers, women. Outside of Phu Bai, there was this.. school, and uh... they were just kids.

Krycek: Reassigning them to other areas seems to have only strengthened their determination. Scully's a problem. A much larger problem than you described.
The Cigarette Smoking Man: Every problem has a solution.

Duane Barry [2.5]Edit

Lucy Kazdin: You really believe in this stuff, Agent Mulder?
Mulder: Is that a problem?
Lucy Kazdin: We're here to save lives. You'll begin negotiations immediately. Every three hours, we'll reevaluate your progress and let our tactical commander advise and update on the use of force.
Mulder: ..If this man is an abductee, I need to know more about him, his personal history. Each abduction case is different.
Lucy Kazdin: That material's not been made available to us.
Mulder: And nobody's thought to call the hospital for records?
Lucy Kazdin: Look, Agent Mulder. The guy's a psycho. Your object is to keep him on the phone. The longer you do, the more chance he's not going to kill anybody. We stop to do a Freudian analysis, next thing we know, we've got four dead hostages. So whatever crap you got to make up about space men or UFOs, just keep him on the phone.

Duane Barry: They're, uh... they're talking to Duane Barry. But they don't speak. He can hear what they're saying. They can... read his mind.
Mulder: That's right. Abductees call it mindscan. It's a kind of telepathy.
Duane Barry: I'm telling 'em I don't want to go... but they never listen. They know what I'm saying. But they just... go right on about their business.
[He stands up slowly and points to Hakkie]
Duane Barry: Tell him what their business is. Tell him.
Mulder: They take you aboard the ship to perform the tests.
Duane Barry: They... drilled my teeth. They drill holes in my damn teeth!

Scully: Where's Mulder?
Krycek: He traded himself for one of the hostages.
Scully: What?
Krycek: He's in with Duane Barry.
Scully: You've got to get him out of there.
Krycek: Well, they're working on it.
Scully: No, you've got to get him out of there now or he's going to be killed!
Krycek: How can you be sure?
Scully: Because Duane Barry is not what Mulder thinks he is.

[Both Scully and Mulder watch as Duane Barry is loaded into an ambulance]

Scully: You okay, Mulder?
Mulder: ..Yeah.
Scully: Whatever you're feeling, you did the right thing.
Mulder: It's just that, uh.. I believe him.
Scully: Sometimes when you want to believe so badly, you end up... looking too hard.

[Mulder meets with Agent Lucy Kazdin at a hospital where Duane Barry is being held in critical condition]

Lucy Kazdin: I actually called you down here for another reason, Agent Mulder. Uh... in the x-rays, the surgeon found several pieces of metal - In his gums, in his sinus cavity, and one in the abdomen. I had them checked, I felt you'd want to know... and there were tiny drill holes in his left and right rear molars. A dentist who examined them said they could not have been done with any of the current equipment in use.. not without chipping or damaging the tooth. Anyway, I thought you ought to know.

Mulder: (Answering machine picks up) Hello, this is Fox Mulder - Leave a message, please. (beep)
Scully: Mulder, it's me. I just had something incredibly strange happen. This piece of metal that they took out of Duane Barry, it has some kind of code on it. I ran it through a scanner, and some kind of serial number came up. What the hell is this thing, Mulder? It's almost as if... it's almost as if somebody was using it to catalog him... (rustling sounds coming from outside, Scully checks her window, sees Duane Barry, gasps, window breaks)
[from answering machine at the other end]
Duane Barry: Come on, will ya!?
Scully: Mulder! (Duane Barry shouts) I need your help! Mulder! ..Mulder!

Ascension [2.6]Edit

Mulder: I found this. (He shows a cross) It's something I... I never considered about her. If she was... if she was such a skeptic, why did she wear that?
Margaret Scully: I gave it to her on her fifteenth birthday.
Mulder: Don't you want to keep it?
Margaret Scully: When you find her, give it to her.

Mulder: [holding up a cigarette butt] I found this in Agent Krycek's car. He doesn't smoke. Agent Krycek was the last person with Duane Barry before he died. He was also the last person to see the tram operator before he disappeared. When I got to the top of Skyland Mountain, I saw an unmarked helicopter working the area. I believe that Agent Krycek gave away the whereabouts of Duane Barry and Agent Scully to whoever he's working with.
Skinner: And who is that?
Mulder: I don't know, the military? Some covert organization within the government? Whoever it is that man who smokes those cigarettes works for.
Skinner: Why?
Mulder: Because Agent Scully got too close to whatever it is they're trying to deny. Because she had hard and damning evidence, that metallic implant in her possession. Or because her termination would prevent further involvement with me and my work.

Mulder: Who are these people who can just murder with impunity and we can't do anything about it?
Skinner: Let it go, Agent Mulder.
Mulder: Like hell.
Skinner: There's nothing you can do.
Mulder: What can you do about it?
Skinner: There's only one thing I can do, Agent Mulder. As of right now, I'm reopening the X-Files. That's what they fear the most.

Krycek: If Mulder is such a threat, why not eliminate him?
The Cigarette Smoking Man: That's not our policy.
Krycek: It's not? After what you had me do?
The Cigarette Smoking Man: Kill Mulder and you risk turning one man's religion into a crusade.

Mr. X: You wasted a trip, Mister Mulder. There's nothing the Senator can do for you now.
Mulder: What?
Mr. X: Not without committing political suicide.
Mulder: Why? Do they have something on him?
Mr. X: They have something on everyone, Mr. Mulder. The question is when they'll use it.
Mulder: I need his help.
Mr. X: No one can help you now. Your channels of appeal and recourse are closed.
Mulder: Your predecessor could have helped me.
Mr. X: ...
Mulder: Oh. You know, don't you? You know what's happened to her.
Mr. X: This reaches beyond any of us, Mr. Mulder. Even my predecessor.
Mulder: I want an answer!
Mr. X: ..Why kill Duane Barry if there was nothing to hide?
Mulder: You mean the government?
Mr. X: There are no answers for you, Mr. Mulder. They only have one policy... Deny everything.

3 [2.7]Edit

Commander Carver: Eternal life. Smashed mirrors. Blood drinking. Should I be issuing my men stakes and cloves of garlic?
Mulder: Only if they're hungry.

Kristen Kilar: Are you about to ask what a normal person like me is doing in a place like this?
Mulder: How do you define normal?
Kristen Kilar: Misha, red wine... I don't. How do you?
Mulder: All I know is... normal is not what I feel.
Kristen Kilar: You've lost someone. Not a lover... a friend.

Mulder: It's a stiff price, though. Look at yourself - drinking blood, living in darkness, unable to see your reflection in a mirror. Or is that just a myth?
The Son: I can't be seen in a mirror. Look… anything worth anything has a price and when I'm standing next to your deathbed looking as young as I look right now and I see that fear in your eyes at the moment of death … then, then tell me the price is too stiff.
Mulder: It's more likely I'll be looking in your eyes at the moment before they lead you into the gas chamber. That's a moment you won't have to face if you tell me where the others are.
The Son: Why would I? They're the only ones that can kill me.
Mulder: Well, if you are what you say you are, I know what can kill you.

The Son: Don't you want to live forever?
Mulder: Not if drawstring pants come back in style.

The Son: Look, what nobody realizes is that there is no afterlife. I know this. Listen, listen, I know this because when we prolong our lives by taking theirs all I see is such …horror in their eyes and that's because at that moment they're face-to-face with death and then suddenly they realize there's nothing else. There's no heaven. There's no soul. There's just rot and there's just decay. And I will never, ever, ever, ever have to face that.

One Breath [2.8]Edit

Mulder:: Get that gun out of my face!
Mr. X: This high-capacity compact SIG-Sauer .40 caliber weapon is pointed at your head to stress my insistence that your search for who put your partner on that respirator desist immediately!
Mulder: You ignore my call for help and then you expect me to do what you say-- you go to hell!
Mr. X: You got him killed! You got her killed! That’s not going to happen to me! You’re my tool, you understand? I come to you when I need you! Right now, you’re heading in a direction that can lead them right here.
Mulder: What the hell are you talking about?
Mr. X: You’re not supposed to know. That’s the point.
Mulder: I owe her more than just sitting around doing nothing.
Mr. X: She was a good soldier, Mulder, but there’s nothing you can do to bring her back.
Mulder: She’s not dead.
Mr. X: [laughing] Listen to you. Listen. You’re a damn schoolboy, Mulder. You have no idea. No idea!
Mulder: Okay, then tell me. Tell me!
Mr. X: ...I used to be you. I was where you are now. But you’re not me, Mulder. I don’t think you have the heart. Walk away. Grieve for Scully and then never look back. You will be able to live with yourself, Mulder... on the day you die.

Skinner: There is no police report of this incident, Agent Mulder, and there is no body. You know that.
Mulder: Since I am unfamiliar with any such incident, sir, no, how would I know that?
Skinner: Knock it off!
Mulder: How's it feel? Constant denial of everything, questions answered with a question.
Skinner: I want to know what happened, damn it.
Mulder: Him. That's what happened. CANCER MAN! He's responsible for what happened to Scully!
Skinner: How do you know that?
Mulder: It's a rumor. Who is he?
Skinner: It's not your...
Mulder: Oh, you can have it all, you can have my badge, you can have the X-Files, just tell me where he is.
Skinner: And then what? He sleeps with the fishes? We're not the mafia, Agent Mulder. I know it's easy to forget but we work for the Department of Justice.
Mulder: That's what I want.
Skinner: Agent Scully was a fine officer. More than that... I liked her. I respected her. We all know the field we play on and we all know what can happen in the course of a game. If you were unprepared for all the potentials, then you shouldn't step on the field.

[Dana Scully, comatose, has a dream of her lying on a table - Her deceased father appears in full Navy dress uniform]
William Scully: Hello, Starbuck. It's Ahab. ..People would say to me "Life is short." "Kids, they grow up fast - Before you know it, it's over." I never listened. Me - Life went at a proper pace. There were many rewards... till the moment that... I knew.. I understood that... I would never see you again. My little girl. Then my life felt as if had been the length of one breath.. one heartbeat. I never knew how much I loved my daughter until I could never tell her... At that moment I would have traded every medal, every commendation, every promotion for just one more second with you... We'll be together again, Starbuck. Not now. Soon.
[William Scully turns, walks away into darkness]

Melissa Scully: I don't have to be psychic to see that you're in a very dark place. Much darker than where my sister is. Willingly walking deeper into darkness cannot help her at all. Only the light...
Mulder: [disgustedly] Oh, enough! - with the harmonic convergence crap, okay, you're not saying anything to me.
Melissa Scully: [angrily] Why don't you just drop your cynicism and your paranoia and your defeat. You know, just because it's positive and good, doesn't mean it's silly or trite.

Skinner: When I was eighteen, I, uh... I went to Vietnam. I wasn't drafted, Mulder, I- I enlisted in the Marine Corps the day of my eighteenth birthday. I did it on a blind faith. I did it because I believed it was the right thing to do. I don't know, maybe I still do. Three weeks into my tour, a ten-year-old North Vietnamese boy walked into camp covered with grenades and I, uh... I blew his head off from a distance of ten yards. I lost my faith. Not in my country or in myself, but in everything. There was just no point to anything anymore. One night on patrol, we were, uh... caught... and everyone- everyone fell. I mean, everyone. I looked down at my body from outside of it. I didn't recognize it at first. I watched the V.C. strip my uniform, take my weapon and I remained in this thick jungle... peaceful... unafraid... watching my- my dead friends. Watching myself. In the morning, the corpsmen arrived and put me in a body bag until... I guess they found a pulse. I woke in a Saigon hospital two weeks later. I'm afraid to look any further beyond that experience. You? You are not. Your resignation is unacceptable.
Mulder: [realizing] You. [exhales heavily] You gave me Cancer Man's location. You put your life in danger.
Skinner: Agent Mulder, every life, every day, is in danger. That’s just life.

Margaret Scully: Hello, Fox.
Scully [smiles] Not Fox. Mulder. [opens her eyes]
Mulder: How you feeling?
Scully: Mulder, I don't remember anything. After Duane Barry...
Mulder: [shakes his head] Doesn't... doesn't matter.

Firewalker [2.9]Edit

Mulder: [voice-over] Scully and I are in the third day of a month-long quarantine, undergoing level 4 decon procedures. We are so far without symptoms of fungal contamination. All our specimens and field notes were confiscated by the military biohazard corps prior to our evacuation. Their presence has delayed for an indefinite period the arrival of the USGS data retrieval team. I suspect, though, that there will be little left for them to retrieve. There are no plans at present to explore further any of the hundreds of volcanically active mountains in the Cascade Range, including Mount Avalon. All access points to that volcano have been sealed off by army engineers.... Of the members of the Firewalker descent team, only Trepkos and O'Neil remain unaccounted for. They are presumed dead, and the search for them has been abandoned. Firewalker, however, was recovered, though its sensory and locomotive systems were found to be irreparably damaged. The data it collected from the earth's interior will never be known. And of the events that occurred at Mount Avalon between the 11th and 13th of November, 1994, mine stands as the only record.

Mulder: I'm going to find Trepkos.
Scully: What if he's already dead?
Mulder: Then he'll have a lot of trouble answering my questions.

Trepkos: You still believe you can petition heaven and get some penetrating answer. If you found that answer, what would you do with it?

Mulder: Scully? I don't think it's a good idea for you to go.
Scully: Mulder, I appreciate your concern - but I'm ready. I want to work.
Mulder: Well, maybe you should take some time off.
Scully: I've already lost too much time.

Trepkos: [on video] Scientific data? We're talking about revisiting the very origin of the earth, peering into the fire where it all began - a human endeavor more important even than man's exploration of space.

Red Museum [2.10]Edit

Mazeroski: There's something I think you ought to see first. They call themselves the Church of the Red Museum. They're followers of a guy named Odin that moved out here from California three years ago and bought a ranch.
Scully: What's the significance of the name "Red Museum?"
Mazeroski: Well, Odin and the rest of them are a bunch of vegetarians. They drove the ranch right into the ground, turned 500 head of beef cattle into pets. Calls it a monument to barbarism.
Mulder: Probably went over big with the local ranchers.
Mazeroski: (laughs) Well, you gotta admit, it takes some big ones to set down in the middle of cow country and start a church like his.

Old Man: Business changed. People changed too.
Mulder: In what way?
Old Man: Competition. Used to get by with fifty milk cows. Now, you got to have five hundred. Used to turn them out to pasture, now you keep them in pens and grain feed them.
Scully: You said you wanted to show us something.
Old Man: You're looking at it. See those men over there? Well, they're injecting the cattle with something called B.S.T. Bovine somatotrophin.
Scully: A genetically-engineered growth hormone.
Old Man: Yeah, shoot them up and a cow will produce ten percent more milk. Feed it to beef cattle, more meat on the hoof. Changed the business. Changed a whole lot of things.
Scully: How do you mean?
Old Man: Well, that, uh, fracas in town this afternoon. Ten, even five years ago, never would have happened. People around here have changed... gotten mean... spiteful... dog-eat-dog. We had seven rapes here last year by high school boys. Well, that, um... this, this business of the kids being found in the woods... well, I think that you're going to find it all comes from the same root source.
Mulder: Like the growth hormone.

Mulder: You know, for a holy man, you've got quite a knack for pissing people off.

Scully: So, you started to tell me about walk-ins but I'm not sure if I grasped the finer points.
Mulder: Well, it, it's kind of a new age religion based on an old idea. That if you, uh, lose hope or despair and want to leave this mortal coil, you become open and vulnerable.
Scully: To inhabitation by a new spirit.
Mulder: A new enlightened spirit. According to the literature, Abe Lincoln was a walk-in. And Mikhail Gorbachev and Charles Colson, Nixon's advisor.
Scully: But not Nixon?
Mulder: No. Not even they want to claim Nixon.

Scully: I just got the toxicology report back on the broken vial. The residual substance couldn't be analyzed because it contained synthetic corticosteroids with unidentified amino acids. That's "Purity Control," Mulder.
Mulder: (to the deputy) Book him. (To Scully) Do you know what you're saying, Scully?
Scully: The man who died in that plane crash, Dr. Larson, was inoculating those kids with antibodies derived from what may have been an extraterrestrial source.
Mulder: He's been injecting those kids with alien DNA.
Scully: No, Mulder, that was never proven conclusively.
Mulder: But it's the same substance we found in the Erlenmeyer flask, isn't it? The same material our Deep Throat contact died for.
Scully: Yes.
Mulder: Well, it all makes sense. The money in the briefcase, they've been conducting an experiment here. Somebody's been paying to have those kids injected with alien DNA to see how they'd react. It's been going on for years.

Excelsis Dei [2.11]Edit

Scully: Good morning.
Mulder: Whatever tape you found in that VCR, it isn't mine.
Scully: Good, because I put it back in that drawer with all those other videos that aren't yours.

Scully: [playing a video tape] This is Michelle Charters. She's a registered nurse at a convalescent home in Worchester, Massachusetts.
Mulder: What happened to her?
Scully: According to Miss Charters, she was raped. The abrasions and contusions here would be consistent with her claims as would be the medical report which cites the kind of injury and tearing associated with sexual trauma.
Mulder: Where did you get this? Violent Crimes?
Scully: No. The woman made the video herself. It seems that no one will believe her story.
Mulder: Why not?
Scully: Because she claims to have been raped by an invisible entity. A spirit being.
Mulder: I have several X-Files that document similar cases.
Scully: I know. I've been here since 6:00 this morning going through them.
Mulder: Well, then you know none of them have ever been substantiated.
Scully: Not surprisingly.
Mulder: Given the emotional and psychological violence of rape, the face or identity of the attacker is often blurred or erased from memory. That he could be perceived as invisible is a logical leap for me.
Scully: Yes. But this case is different.
Mulder: Why?
Scully: The victim has filed a lawsuit against the government. She seems to be certain who the spirit being is.

Mulder: I think you're right, Scully.
Scully: About?
Mulder: What's been happening is the result of the medication, but not the medication the Doctor's been giving them.
Scully: Mulder, mushrooms aren't medication. They taste good on hamburgers, but they don't raise the dead.
Mulder: Shamans have used them for centuries to gain entrance to the spirit world.
Scully: I think you've been reading too much Carlos Castaneda.
Mulder: Ask any anthropologist then.
Scully: I know --- a shaman gets intoxicated, he has dreams or hallucinations, and he interprets them. I don't think it's any more magical than that.
Mulder: I don't know how else to explain what's happening here.
Scully: Well, I think, if anything, these mushrooms are a poison to the system and I think that's what killed Hal Arden.
Mulder: And raped Michelle Charters and killed those two orderlies? Something's been unleashed here, Scully. I don't know how to explain it, but it has something to do with those pills.

Mulder: I...I think you're looking too hard, Scully, for something that's not there. I think Michelle Charters concocted this story to get out of a job she hates.
Scully: Her lip required 13 stitches. The blow to her head resulted in a subdural hematoma. That's quite a concoction.

Scully: What if there's a connection?
Mulder: Between the rape case and the Alzheimer's? When they're not drawing childlike pictures they're brutal sex offenders?
Scully: Dr. Grago's therapy produces acetylcholine. Too much cholinergic activity causes a psychotic state similar to schizophrenia.
Mulder: You think that Michelle Charters was raped by a 74-year-old schizophrenic?
Scully: It's possible.
Mulder: An invisible 74-year-old schizophrenic?
Scully: Well, maybe it's not in the medication. Maybe it's the place itself.
Mulder: Are you saying that the building's haunted? If you are, you've been working with me for too long, Scully.
Scully: I'm talking about an environmental reason behind what's happening there. Even the disinfectant couldn't mask that smell. Who knows what's breeding behind the walls or in the sub-structure. Some fungal contaminants have been known to cause delusions, dementia, violent behavior.

Aubrey [2.12]Edit

Scully: What's your interest in this case?
Mulder: During their time, Chaney's and Ledbetter's ideas weren't very well received by their peers. Using psychology to solve a crime was something like, um ...
Scully: Believing in the paranormal?
Mulder: Exactly. There's another mystery.
Scully: Which is?
Mulder: Well, I'd like to know why this policewoman would suddenly drive her car into a field the size of Rhode Island and for no rhyme or reason dig up the bones of a man who's been missing for fifty years. I mean, unless there was a neon sign saying "Dig Here" --
Scully: I guess that's why we're going to Aubrey.
Mulder: Yes, and also I've always been intrigued by women named B.J.

Mulder: Well, on a basic cellular level, we're the sum total of all our ancestors' biological matter. But what if more than biological traits get passed down from generation to generation? What if I like sunflower seeds because I'm genetically predisposed to liking them?
Scully: But children aren't born liking sunflower seeds. Environments shape them; behavior patterns are taught.
Mulder: There are countless stories of twins separated at birth who end up in the same occupation, marrying the same kind of people, each naming their child Waldo.
Scully: Waldo?
Mulder: Jung wrote about it when he talked about the collective unconscious. It's genetic memory, Scully.

Scully: Mulder, I don't think B.J. was in the woods that night because of engine failure.
Mulder: What are you talking about?
Scully: Well, the Motel Black would have been a perfect meeting place. Away from town, away from his wife.
Mulder: What do you mean?
Scully: It's obvious B.J. and Tillman are having an affair.
Mulder: How do you know?
Scully: A woman senses these things.

Mulder: Listen to this, Scully. "One must wonder how these monsters are created." Chaney wrote this. "Did their home life mold them into creatures that must maim and kill, or are they demons from birth?"
Scully: Well, that's poetic but it doesn't help us much. What did he say about the 1942 homicides?
Mulder: Well, the press called the murderer "The Slash Killer." His three victims were all young women aged twenty-five to thirty. He disabled them with a blow to the head. He would carve the word "SISTER" on their chests and paint it on the wall with their blood.

Mulder: I've always figured that dreams are answers to questions we haven't figured out how to ask yet.

Irresistible [2.13]Edit

Scully: I know these things. I'm conscious of them. I know the world is full of predators, just as it has always been. And I know it's my job to protect people from them. And I've counted on that fact to give me faith in my ability to do what I do... I want that faith back... I need it back.

Scully: You think you find a way to deal with these things. In med school, you develop a clinical detachment to death. In your FBI training, you are confronted with cases, the most terrible and violent cases. You think you can look into the face of pure evil. And then you find yourself paralyzed by it.

Scully: [voiceover] Death is a recorded event. For reasons natural or unnatural, when a body ceases to function, the cause of the effect can be clearly reconstructed. A body has a story to tell... If the victim was strangled, an examination of the veins in the eyes will reveal this. If the victim was shot, entry wounds and gunpowder residue can be used to reconstruct the events leading to death and help to establish a possible motive. Body temperature, preferably the temperature of the spleen, is an accurate indicator of the time of death. As are rigor, livor and levels of sodium in the blood. If the body was moved, sand, small rocks, vegetable debris, even pollen can be removed and analysed to determine the location of the original crime scene and place the position of the body at the time of death. Extracutenous stains and residues can indicate the use of poison or toxins. Hair and fibres, slivers of glass, plastic, even insect casings can serve to recreate the circumstances under which death occurred... It may be an irony only understood by those of us who conduct these examinations, who use these pieces to rebuild a narrative, that death, like life itself, is a drama with a beginning, middle and end.

Scully: [voiceover] A complete model or psychological profile of the death fetishist does not exist. Extrapolating from material on file at the FBI's Behavioral Science Unit, the compulsion is the result of a complex misplacement of values and a deviation from cultural norms and societal mores - often accompanied by extreme alienation from normal social interaction and traditional avenues for interaction with others. He is more likely to be white, male and of average to above average intelligence. Cases of fetishists with IQs over 150 have been documented. The progression of the pathology can be traced from the fantasy stage to the eventual acting out of fetishistic impulses, including opportunistic homicide.... Agent Mulder believes strongly that the suspect in this case is escalating toward this action. It is my opinion from reading these case files that death fetishism may play a stronger role than suspected in cases of serial murder. That once he begins to murder, it is the killing that draws attention away from a deeper motive. A motive which most people, including law enforcement professionals, dare not imagine. It is somehow easier to believe, as Agent Bocks does, in aliens and UFOs, than in the kind of cold-blooded inhuman monster who could prey on the living to scavenge from the dead.

Mulder: [voiceover] The conquest of fear lies in the moment of its acceptance. And understanding what scares us most is that which is most familiar, most common place... It's been said that the fear of the unknown is an irrational response to the excesses of the imagination. But our fear of the everyday, of the lurking stranger, and the sound of foot-falls on the stairs, the fear of violent death and the primitive impulse to survive, are as frightening as any X-file, as real as the acceptance... that it could happen to you.

Die Hand Die Verletzt [2.14]Edit

Ausbury: My religion, my family, Agent Mulder, goes back in this town seven generations. They fled persecution from people being persecuted, all in the name of religion. I was raised to believe Christianity was synonymous with hypocrisy. Man's natural tendency was to do as thou wilst, not do unto others. We believe... Man is nothing but an animal, no better, no worse, than those who walk on four legs. And though I believed our faith kept us powerful in the community, wealthy, good health, I... I came to see hypocrisy in the others...in myself.

Mulder: The water...
Scully: What's wrong with it?
Mulder: It's going down the drain counter-clockwise! Coriolis force in the Northern Hemisphere dictates that it should go down clockwise.
Scully: That isn't possible.
Mulder: Something's here, Scully. Something is making these things possible.

Mulder: Did you really think you could call up the Devil and ask him to behave?

[Mulder and Scully are in the basement looking at Ausbury's skeleton]
Mulder: There are tracks in the dirt... like from a snake.
Scully: That's impossible. It would take a large python hours to consume and weeks to digest a human being.
Mulder: You really do watch The Learning Channel.

Scully: I mean, there's nothing weird about...
[toads start falling from the sky, then stop]
Mulder: So... lunch?
Scully: Mulder, toads just fell from the sky!
Mulder: I guess their parachutes didn't open. You were saying something about this place not feeling "odd"?

Fresh Bones [2.15]Edit

Mulder: Private John McAlpin, he was one of the few, the proud... the dead. Last week he wrapped his car around a tree, died on impact.

Scully: Mulder, voodoo only works by instilling fear among its believers. You saw the way Bauvais tried to intimidate me. The power of suggestion is considerable, I'll admit.. But this is no more magic than a pair of fuzzy dice.

Mulder: I was surprised to get your card. I had assumed our last contact... would be our last. Why are you here?
Mr. X: Your investigation is faltering, Agent Mulder.
Mulder: I've got a renegade Marine who may be violating every human rights provision...
Mr. X: These people have no rights. In 24 hours all access to Folkstone will be restricted to military personnel. No press, no third-party monitoring.
Mulder: What about Scully and me?
Mr. X: You'll be called back to Washington on a priority matter.
Mulder: They're making the camp invisible. Why?
Mr. X: In case you haven't noticed, Agent Mulder, the Statue of Liberty is on vacation. The new mandate says if you're not a citizen you'd better keep out.

Mulder: What do you know about zombies?
Scully: Well I hope you don't intend to tell Robin McAlpin that she married one.

Colony [2.16]Edit

Mulder: I have lived with a fragile faith built on the ether of vague memories from an experience that I can neither prove nor explain. When I was twelve, my sister was taken from me, taken from our home by a force that I came to believe was extraterrestrial. What happened to me out on the ice has justified every belief. If I should die now, it would be with the certainty that my faith has been righteous. And if, through death, larger mysteries are revealed, I will have already learned the answer to the question that has driven me here... that there is intelligent life in the universe other than our own... that they are here among us... and that they have begun to colonize.

Scully: Our friend from the CIA is about as unbelievable as his story... as is everything about this case. I mean, whatever happened to "trust no one", Mulder?
Mulder: Oh, I changed it to "trust everyone". I didn't tell you?

End Game [2.17]Edit

Scully: [voiceover] Transfusions and a treatment with antiviral agents have resulted in a steady but gradual improvement in Agent Mulder's condition. Blood tests have confirmed his exposure to the still-unidentified retrovirus, whose origin remains a mystery. The search team that found Agent Mulder has located neither the missing submarine nor the man he was looking for. Several aspects of this case remain unexplained, suggesting the possibility of paranormal phenomena. But I am convinced that to accept such conclusions is to abandon all hope of understanding the scientific events behind them. Many of the things I have seen have challenged my faith and my belief in an ordered universe, but this uncertainty has only strengthened my need to know, to understand, to apply reason to those things that seem to defy it. It was science that isolated the retrovirus Agent Mulder was exposed to, and science that allowed us to understand its behavior. And ultimately, it was science that saved Agent Mulder's life.

Scully: Thanks for ditching me.
Mulder:I'm sorry, I, uh... I couldn't let you risk your life on this.
Scully: Did you find what you were looking for?
Mulder: No... no. But I found something I thought I'd lost.
[Scully gives him a questioning look]
Mulder: Faith to keep looking.

Mr. X: You'll only win the war if you pick the right battles, Agent Mulder. This is a battle you can't win.

Mr. X: You wanted to see me?
Mulder: How was the opera?
Mr. X: Wonderful. I've never slept better. I don't like these hasty public meetings, Agent Mulder.
Mulder: I'm sorry. I need your help.
Mr. X: It's over. The fat lady is singing.

Mulder: Just tell me where she is!
Alien Bounty Hunter: She's alive...can you die now?

Fearful Symmetry [2.18]Edit

Mulder: I'd be willing to admit the possibility of a tornado, but it's not really tornado season. I'd even be willing to entertain the notion of a black hole passing over the area or some cosmic anomaly but it's not really black hole season either . . . If I were a betting man, I'd say it was . . .
Scully: An invisible elephant?
Mulder: I saw David Copperfield make the Statue of Liberty disappear once.

Kyle: All animals should run free.
Scully: Even if that means trampling a man to death?
Kyle: Maybe he should have gotten out of the way.
Mulder: I'm sure he would have if he had seen it coming.

[via video phone]
Frohike: Beam me up, Scotty!
Mulder: Anybody ever tell you the camera loves you, Frohike?
Frohike: Yeah, the arresting officers at the "Free James Brown" rally.

[Mulder is on a video conference with Frohike and Byers.]
Mulder: Where's Langley?
Byers: He has a philosophical aversion to having his image bounced off a satellite.

Frohike: If that's the lovely Agent Scully, let her know I've been working out ... I'm buff!

Død Kalm [2.19]Edit

Scully: Something very strange is going on here, Mulder.
Mulder: Did they let you in to see Lieutenant Harper?
Scully: Yeah I saw somebody, but whether it was actually the Lieutenant...
Mulder: What do you mean?
Scully: He looked about 90 years old. Off by about half a century. You don't seem too surprised.

Mulder: Scully, what do you know about the Philadelphia Experiment?
Scully: It was a program during World War II, to render battleships invisible to radar.
Mulder: On July 8, 1944, the USS Eldridge did more than just hide from radar screens. It vanished from the Philadelphia Navy Yard... Only to reappear minutes later, hundred of miles away in Norfolk, Virgina.

Scully: I found a children's book of Norse legends. From what I can tell, the pictures show the end of the world - not in a sudden firestorm of damnation as the Bible teaches us, but in a slow covering blanket of snow. First the moon and the stars will be lost in a dense white fog, then the rivers and the lakes and the sea will freeze over. And finally a wolf named Skoll will open his jaws and eat the sun, sending the world into an everlasting night. I think I hear the wolf at the door.

Scully: Mulder...When they found me, after the doctors and even my family had given up, I experienced something that I never told you about. Even now it's hard to find the words. But there's one thing I'm certain of. As certain as I am of this life, we have nothing to fear when it's over.

Mulder: I always thought when I got older I'd maybe take a cruise somewhere. This isn't exactly what I had in mind. The service on this ship is terrible, Scully.

Humbug [2.20]Edit

Dr. Blockhead: [crashing a funeral] Not having known the deceased personally, I am in no position to perform a proper eulogy! "I'm sure he was a nice guy," et cetera, et cetera. But as an admirer of the man's work, I am in a position to perform an impromptu tribute in his honor! Namely, ramming this spike into my chest! [does so]

Hepcat Helm: Who are the rubes?
Sheriff Hamilton: These are FBI agents Scully and Mulder. This is Hepcat Helm, he operates a carnival funhouse.
Hepcat Helm: Oh man, how many times have I told you not to call it that. It's not some rinky dink carny ride. People go through it, they don't have fun, they get the hell scared out of them. It's not a funhouse, it's a tabernacle of terror.
Sheriff Hamilton: It's a funhouse.

Mulder: Tell me, have you done much circus work in your life?
Mr. Nut: And what makes you think I've ever spectated a circus? Much less been enslaved by one?
Mulder: I know that many of the citizens here are former circus hands, and I just thought that...
Mr. Nut: You thought that because I am a person of short stature, that the only career I could procure for myself would be one confined to the so-called 'Big Top'. You took one quick look at me, and decided that you could deduce my entire life. Never would it have occurred to you that a person of my height could have possibly obtained a degree in Hotel Management.
Mulder: I'm sorry. I meant no offence.
Mr. Nut: Well then why should I take offence? Just because it's human nature to make instantaneous judgements of others based solely upon their physical appearances? Why I've done the same thing to you, for example. I've taken in your all-American features, your dour demeanour, your unimaginative necktie design, and concluded that you work for the government; an FBI agent... but do you see the tragedy here? I have mistakenly deduced you to a stereotype. A caricature, instead of regarding you as a specific, unique individual.
Mulder: But I am an FBI agent.

Lanny: Mr. Nut, the kind-hearted manager here, convinced me that to make a living by publicly displaying my deformity lacked dignity. So... now I carry other people's luggage. I believe these are your trailers; if they are not... then I am wrong.
[Mulder takes the suitcases from Lenny and tips him]
Lanny: Oh, that's most considerate. Thank you very much.
[Mulder shows Scully that he still has the tip in his hand]
Lanny: Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite. No, no, that's... that's not what I meant... I... I didn't mean to imply that we had bedbugs... I... I meant to say don't let... don't let the...
Mulder: The 'Fiji Mermaids' bite?
Lanny: Yes, that's right... The 'Fiji Mermaids'...

[Mulder and Scully watch as Dr. Blockhead hammers a long nail up his nose]
Mulder: Have you ever performed this... act on anyone else?
Dr. Blockhead: What, are you sick? I tell my audiences that if they're stupid enough to try this on themselves they'll end up with a slight lobotomy. I am a professional.
Mulder: Exactly how does one become a professional blockhead? May I?
[Mulder takes the pliers from Blockhead and gently extracts the nail.]
Dr. Blockhead: Starting in my homeland of Yemen, I trained with yogis, fakirs, and swamis, learning the ancient arts of body manipulation. But most men know nothing of these arts. For instance, did you know that through the protective Chinese practice of Tieu Bhu Xian, you can train your testicles to draw up into your abdomen?
Mulder: Oh, I'm doing that as we speak.

Mulder: I could be mistaken. Maybe it was another bald-headed, jigsaw-puzzle-tattooed, naked guy I saw.

The Calusari [2.21]Edit

Mulder: See, this is a helium balloon here and the one thing I did learn in kindergarten is when you let them go the float up up and away, but see this is moving away from him. Horizontally.
Scully: Did you learn about wind in kindergarten?

F. Emasculata [2.22]Edit

Scully: According to the briefing, the prisoners escaped while hiding in a laundry cart.
Mulder: I don't think the guards have been watching enough prison movies.

Mulder: You can't protect the public by lying to them.
The Cigarette-Smoking Man: It's done every day.

Skinner: For every step you take they're three steps ahead.
Mulder: What about you, where do you stand?
Skinner: I stand right on the line you keep crossing.

Soft Light [2.23]Edit

Scully: There's no sign of him, Mulder. Maybe he's moved on. What are you looking at?
Mulder: On the videotape, Dr. Banton kept staring at the floor. I've been trying to figure out what he might have been looking at.
Scully: Well, maybe the exposure affected his mind. Nonsensical repetitive behavior is a common trait of mental illness.
Mulder: You trying to tell me something?

Mulder: He believes the government is out to get him.
Mr. X: It's tax season - so do most Americans.

Scully: Neat trick, Mulder; for your birthday I'll buy you a utility belt.

Our Town [2.24]Edit

Mulder: I think the good citizens of Dudley have been eating more than just chicken.

Anasazi [2.25]Edit

Frohike: I don't think we've been followed.
Mulder: Who would follow you?
Byers: Multinational black ops unit. Code name Garnett.
Langly: Trained killers. School of the Americas Alumni.
Mulder: Have you boys been defacing library books again?

Mulder: My father's dead, Scully. They killed him.