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I'm currently enjoying season 4 of The X-files......
SCULLY: No, what a minute. You're saying that, that time disappeared. Time can't just disappear, it's, it's, it's a universal invariant!
(The car starts up and the headlights shine on them. Mulder smiles.)
MULDER: Not in this zipcode.
SCULLY: I think Howard Graves faked his own death.
MULDER: Do you know how difficult it is to fake your own death? Only one man has pulled it off, Elvis.
MULDER: So far nobody's been able to reach to reach the compound because of bad weather. Obviously, they either think we're either brilliant or expendable because we've pulled the assignment.
(Ice: 1x07) Scully: So what IS our profile of the killer? Indeterminate height, weight, sex; unarmed but extremely attractive?
(Genderbender 1x13) {About the Lone Gunmen}
SCULLY: Those were the most paranoid people I have ever met. I don't know how you could think that what they say is even remotely plausible.
MULDER: I think it's remotely plausible that someone might think you're hot.
(Scully looks at Mulder. She shakes her pen and smiles. It still doesn't write, so she pulls out ink and unscrews her pen.)
SCULLY: Did you see the way they answered the telephone? They probably think that every call that they get is monitored and they're followed wherever they go. It's a form of self-delusion. It makes them think that what they're doing is important enough that somebody would.
(She looks at her pen, which has various forms of circuitry in it.)
MULDER: What's the matter?
(He looks back and crosses over to Scully, who is holding the pen with her hand on her desk. Mulder kneels down and pulls her hand closer, inspecting the pen. It contains a listening device.)
(The Conundrum pops out of the vat, gasping for air. They all look at him in shock.)
Mulder: I saw him this morning down by the river,
he was eating a fish.
BLOCKHEAD: He knows between-show snacks will ruin his appetite.
(He rubs the Conundrum's bald head.)
MULDER: I could be mistaken. Maybe it was another bald-headed, jigsaw-puzzle-tattooed,
naked guy I saw.
[About Mulder's encounter with a gargoyle.]
Scully: Maybe you're just seeing what you wanted to see.
Mulder: What makes you think I'd want to see that?
MULDER: Actually, it's a phone number, New York City area code (212), 555 1012.
Now don't drop that (giving the pencil to Frohike) that's a finely calibrated piece of investigative equipment. I gotta make a phone call. (Frohike is puzzled)
MULDER: All I know is television does not make a previously sane man go out and kill five people, thinking they're all the same guy. Not even "Must-See TV" could do that to you.
LANGLY: This device is stimulating electrical activity in the brain.
BYERS: Studies into subliminal influence have shown a correlation between heightened suggestibility and the manipulation of this response.
MULDER: Mind control?
LANGLY: Fifty-seven channels of it.
( Wetwired 3x23)
SCULLY: Mulder, not everything is a labyrinth of dark conspiracy, and not everybody is plotting to deceive, inveigle and obfuscate.
SCULLY: Or it's just a clever story being proffered as a cover-up for what is actually an elaborately orchestrated conspiracy.
MULDER: (nodding and smiling) Well, there is that possibility, too.
(They get in car, SCULLY on driver side. MULDER opens GELMAN'S laptop which he had hidden under his coat.)
SCULLY: (shocked) Mulder, that's evidence.
MULDER: Gee, I hope so.
(MULDER finds CD in computer. SCULLY looks around, worried. MULDER puts CD into car stereo. Car lights begin flashing. The Platters "Twilight Time" plays.)
(The motor home is still going full speed in circles, in reverse. Mulder and the Sheriff fire at the tires)
MULDER VOICE OVER: Here's something you may not know: Shooting out the tires on a runaway RV is a lot harder than it looks. (Didn't slow it down at all) I then tried a different approach. Help! (Mulder's hanging on for dear life to the back ladder, body flat to the ground.)
CREWMAN 3: (showing the chains they have put on the engine) You can't get to Germany if you can't steer. Me overriding her. We steering a course for home.
SAILOR 2: Have you looked at your compass? You can't get to England going the wrong bloody direction.
CREWMAN 3: We're not going to England. We goin' to Jamaica.
CREWMEN: Yeah!
(SCULLY opens her desk drawer to put away a file and looks curiously at the fused dime and penny inside. MULDER reopens his apartment door and looks at the number on the door to make sure that it is his.)
(He suddenly has a bedroom);)
MULDER: Hey, Homegirl, word up.
SCULLY: Mulder it's my distinct impression that you just cheated. And that you're not coming in again today.
MULDER: Oh, Scully, I got game.
SCULLY: Yeah, you got so much game I'm wondering if you have any work left in you.
MULDER: No, I'm ready to J-O-B just not on some jagoff shoeshine tip.
SCULLY: (VERY small smile) No "jagoff shoeshine tip"?
MULDER: (smile) No background checkin' jagoff shoeshine tip.
SCULLY: Well, about your J-O-B, Mulder somebody's been trying very hard to reach you by phone. Somebody who wants you back at the FBI ASAP.
MULDER: (more serious) About what?
SCULLY: About an X-File.
SCULLY: Mulder, it is such a gorgeous day outside. Have you ever entertained the idea of trying to find life on this planet?
MULDER: (still looking at the record book) I have seen the life on this planet, Scully and that is exactly why I am looking elsewhere.
Mulder: I changed it to "Trust Everyone." I didn't tell you?
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