This virus walked the planet long before the dinosaurs. As difficult and as frustrating as it's been sometimes, your goddamned strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over. You kept me honest. You made me a whole person. I owe you everything and you owe me nothing. I don't know if I wanna do this alone. I don't even know if I can.
And if I quit now, they win. How many times have I been wrong? It will make it hard to find a person with even a slight overbite or a large nose. I can see that future and it makes me shudder. The future looks like- him' Dr. Blockhead pointed at Mulder. Mulder shrugged. With his heart in the right place. But his head was definitely screwed on wrong. And then vanished into thin air? Don't be silly. I'm sure there's a nice scientific explanation.
Oh, sorry Scully. You're the one who's supposed to be telling me that, right? Look like the work of Little Green Men? You said green men. A Reticulan's skin tone is gray. They're known for their extraction of human livers due to a lack of iron in the Reticulian Galaxy.
What did you expect? An oven I already have in my apartment. Nice to know I'm suddenly so highly regarded. Then he added in an undertone, 'Spooky. The doctor thing is, get some sleep Another wave- I'm okay, I know what I'm doing- before he disappeared into the passageway.
A longing for something more than power. Maybe for something he could never have. He looks at the disk, then sighs and tosses it into the water. He takes a cigarette out and lights it]. The Cigarette Smoking Man: It's from that final frontier. It's largely extraterrestrial. The Cigarette Smoking Man: That which makes miracles can also make great evil. There are those who would use this power for their own purposes: To choose who will live and who will die.
Theoretically, I can be cured Everything I've told you about wanting to make right? Scully: [hateful] Yes, I got it. The Cigarette Smoking Man: Forgive me.
This is for you. She leaves quickly]. Skinner: Agent Mulder took a commercial flight to Tacoma, Washington Here are the co-ordinates of his final destination. Alien Bounty Hunter: I could have killed you many times before if I wanted to. Alien Bounty Hunter: Is the answer to your question worth dying for?
Is that what you want? John Doggett: What is it exactly we're looking for, being I'm starting to piss a lot of people off, Mr. Fox Mulder: We call it the miracle of life. Conception: a union of perfect opposites - essence transforming into existence - an act without which mankind would not exist, and humanity cease to exist. Or is this just nostalgia now? An act of biology commandeered by modern science and technology? Godlike, we extract, implant, inseminate But has our ingenuity rendered the miracle into a simple trick?
In the artifice of replicating life, can we become the creator? Then what of the soul? Can it, too, be replicated? Does it live in this matter we call DNA? Or is its placement the opposite of artifice, capable only by God? How did this child come to be? What set its heart beating? Is it the product of a union? Or the work of a divine hand? An answered prayer?
A true miracle? Or is it a wonder of technology - the intervention of other hands? What do I tell this child about to be born? What do I tell Scully? What do I tell myself? Scully: Mulder, why would alien beings travel light years to Earth in order to play doctor on cattle? Scully: Good, because I put it back in that drawer with all those other videos that aren't yours. Mulder: So you think that Michelle Charters was raped by a year-old schizophrenic? Mulder: Are you saying that the building's haunted?
Because if you are, I think 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 substructure. Some fungal contaminants have been known to cause delusions, dementia, violent behavior Mulder: 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: That lip required 13 stitches. The blow to her head resulted in a subdural hematoma. That's quite a concoction. Look, I just want to talk to a few more of the patients there. We can catch the same flight out tomorrow night.
Mulder: [to the baby, starting to cry] Hey, now. None of that. Mulder: Well, I don't know. Scully: [chuckles tearfully] I don't understand, Mulder. They came to take him from us; why they didn't Mulder: I don't quite understand that either, except that maybe he isn't what they thought he was. That doesn't make him any less of a miracle though, does it? Scully: From the moment I became pregnant, I feared the truth And I know that you feared it, too. Mulder: I think what we feared were the possibilities.
The truth we both know. Mulder: You told me that he told you he knew how to stop Billy Miles. Are you telling me now that you think he's a liar? John Doggett: He is or he isn't. What the hell difference does it really make? Mulder: It doesn't make any difference at all unless you want to protect Scully and that baby. John Doggett: And then what? How long can you keep this up?
How long until the next Billy Miles rears his head - the next threat, the next phantom - you ever stop to ask yourself? All the sacrifice, the blood-spill You've given nearly a decade of your life. Where the hell is it all gonna end? Monica Reyes: I have to say, with everything I know you must be feeling, you look amazingly beautiful, Dana.
Alex Krycek: [pointing a gun at Mulder] It doesn't seem fair now. It doesn't seem right Alex Krycek: I could've killed you so many times, Mulder, you gotta know that. I'm the one that kept you alive Alex Krycek: You think I'm bad; I'm a killer. We wanted the same thing, brother, that's what you don't understand. Alex Krycek: No. I tried to stop them. I tried to kill Scully's baby to stop them, but it's too late. The tragedy is that you That's why I have to do this. Alex Krycek: It's going to take more bullets than you can ever fire to win this game.
One bullet, and I can give you a thousand lives These incidents at the FBI, this account of Agent Scully's birth - I'm to submit this report as quality investigative work, as representative of actual fact? And I see her signature here, too. I'd like to know when you assigned yourself, Agent Reyes. John Doggett: I assume it because this office is under investigation for a late night meeting between you, Agent Crane, and an intelligence operative named Knowle Rohrer.
Monica Reyes: Both men were presumed dead, but are now missing, in actual fact. Scully: According to the briefing, the prisoners escaped while hiding in a laundry cart. Mulder: Hey, listen Scully, I need to know how this happened. I want you to start documenting everything you can get your hands on. People have to know about the cover-up. Scully: Mulder, we can't leak this. Not until we know more.
The futigive that you're looking for, he might not even be infected. Scully: If this gets out prematurely, the panic is gonna spread faster than the contagion.
Mulder, we can't let this be known. Scully: What if someone dies because we didn't? There'll be a time for the truth, Mulder, but this isn't it. Cigarette Smoking Man: We didn't know the truth. What we knew only would have slowed you down. Mulder: But innocent people could be infected! What you knew could have prevented that! Cigarette Smoking Man: How? In there was an outbreak of hemorrhagic fever in Sacramento, California. The truth would have caused panic. Panic would have caused lives.
We controlled the disease by controlling the information. Max Fenig: Say no more. You're a cautious man. Trust no one. Very wise. After what happened to JFK, I understand completely. I'm buff. Byers: He has a philosophical aversion to having his image bounced off a satellite. And though the courts will rule on this matter, and justice will be no doubt be served, the pall of a greater tragedy remains.
The motives of the silent visitors who set these events in motion remain unclear. Could this be a judgement on a global rate of extinction that has risen to times its natural rate in this century? An act of alien conservation of animals we are driving hard toward oblivion? And if so, might it follow that our own fate and existence could finally be dependent upon the conservatorship of an extraterrestrial race?
Or in the simple words of a creature whose own future is uncertain, will "man save man? Eccl Mulder: Brown Mountain lights? It's a famous atmospheric phenomenon dating back nearly years, witnessed by thousands of people, back to the Cherokee Indians. Strange multicolored lights are seen to dance above the peak of the mountain. There's been no geological explanation, no scientific credible explanation at all. Mulder: Well, as I said, there is no credible scientific explanation, but there are those of us that believe that these strange multicolored lights are really Scully: UFOs.
Extra-terrestrial visitors from beyond who apparently have nothing better to do than buzz one mountain over and over again for years. Scully: My role in the X-files have always been to provide a rational, scientific perspective to cases that would seem to defy explanation, a counterpoint to Agent Mulder.
Scully: Have I? How many X-files have my scientific approach fully and satisfactorily explained? Walter Skinner: Your reports have consistently made sense of his conclusions. Scully: Mulder, can you just, for once, just for the novelty of it, come up with the simplest explanation? The most logical one, instead of automatically jumping to UFOs or Bigfoot or Mulder: Scully, in 6 years how often have I been wrong?
No, seriously. I mean, every time I bring a new case we go through this perfunctory dance, you tell me I'm not being scientifically rigorous and that I'm off my nut; and in the end who turns out to be right like I just think I've earned the benefit of the doubt here. Mulder: Well, that's one of the luxuries to hunting down aliens and genetic mutants.
You rarely get to press charges. Mulder: There's something else I haven't told you about myself, Scully. I hate it. Scared to death of it. When I was a kid my best friend's house burned down For years I had nightmares about being trapped in a burning building. Mulder: Maybe out past where the imagination ends our true natures lie, waiting to be confronted on their own terms. Born in anarchy with an unquenchable bloodthirst we shudder to think what might rise up from the darkness. What kind of moron gets his ya-yas out like that?
Dana Scully: Mulder, what purpose does this game serve except to add to a culture of violence in a country that's already out of control? Dana Scully: You think that taking up weapons and creating gratuitous virtual mayhem has any redeeming value whatsoever? That the testosterone frenzy that it creates stops when the game does? Fox Mulder: Well that's rather sexist, isn't it? Maybe the game provides an outlet for certain impulses.
That it fills a void in our genetic makeup that the more civilizing effects of society fail to provide for. Dana Scully: Well that must be why men feel the great need to blast the crap out of stuff. Mulder: [Mulder is restrained in a hospital bed] Five years together, Scully. Fox Mulder: Well, then, I'm sure he won't mind me talking to some of his friends. Here's someone he talked to every night.
Dana Scully: Dr. Sanjay is from western India. Gupta's a Marathi word. It means "secret. Murphy: Agents Mulder and Scully, dissemination of any classified material, either internally or publically, will be dealt with harshly. Dana Scully: Is this what you believe happened to me 15 years ago? When I got pregnant, when I had my baby? Was I just an incubator? Fox Mulder: I blacked out after Goldman's eyes popped out of their sockets. Believe me, you can't unsee that.
Scully: So what IS our profile of the killer? Indeterminate height, weight, sex; unarmed but extremely attractive? Scully: It just means proving to the world the existence of alien life is not my last dying wish.
Don't get in his way. And don't try to hold him back because you won't be able to. Mulder: We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling.
Yet sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the frazzled fortress of our mind, allowing the monsters without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss; into the laughing face of madness.
Fox Mulder: You're saying that this guy was selling his body parts for money? Dana Scully: A kidney, a portion of the liver, a cornea, bone marrow - a person can lose these things and live to cash the social security checks. Glen Chao: Look, you don't even know what the hell you're dealing with. This isn't some pretty little lacquer box you can just take the lid off and find out what's inside.
You might see the face of a Chinese man here but let me tell you something: they don't see the same face. They see the face of a cop. American-born Chinese - A. To them, I'm just as white as you are. Detective Van Allen: There isn't a lot to investigate. John Doggett: I think she means your insight into the way he died, Detective.
Detective Van Allen: Don't have any. But I'm sure you'd rather talk to somebody who actually gives a damn, right? John Doggett: Hate to say it but, he probably sums up most peoples feelings. Terry Pruit: I always said, there's three kinds of people in the world: them who make things happen, them who watch things happen, and them who wonder what happened.
Scully: Nothing happens in contradiction to nature, only in contradiction to what we know of it. The Cigarette Smoking Man: The fiercest enemy is the man who has nothing left to lose. Alien Bounty Hunter: [the alien bounty hunter walks down the hallway, dressed in a black suit and tie.
He opens the door to Mrs. Mulder's room and walks over to the bed, looking at the respirator. He looks over to the Cigarette-Smoking Man on the other side of the bed] I need to know the reasons why this should be. The Cigarette Smoking Man: [sounding fake] So that the work may continue. So that the project may proceed unabated by removing an unnecessary obstacle.
Mulder and holds his unlit cigarette nervously] if his mother were to die, he would The Cigarette Smoking Man: You see After them mentally preparing for the upcoming task, the Cigarette-Smoking Man tenses up as his cohort places his hand on Mrs. Mulder's forehead. The bounty hunter closes his eyes and Mrs. Mulder's begin to flutter open, slowly.
She looks over to the Cigarette-Smoking Man, who is transfixed on her]. The Cigarette Smoking Man: I don't know. Certainly, he anticipated we'd be here, waiting Elder: [the door opens and the Gray-Haired Man walks in. The Elder closes the door] Unless we have a security leak.
Elder: I've come in receipt of some pictures Mulder's summer house. Mulder arguing on the porch] Were you aware you were being photographed? Elder: I believe that can be determined by a simple planting of information Elder: That Mrs.
Mulder's life is in danger Mulder with sorrow]. Scully: I've seen things too, but there are answers to be found now. Fox Mulder: [sighing] you put such faith in your science; from the things ive seen, science provides no place to start.
Scully: nothing happens in contradiction to nature, only in contradiction to what we know of it, and that's a place to start, that's where the hope is. Garry Shandling: Look, when I play a character, I need to find his center, his sort of rudder, so to say.
And then every thing comes from that. Wayne Federman: Looks like your underground hero went from counterculture to counterfeiter. Cigarette Smoking Pontiff: I'll offer you a deal. You give me the Lazarus bowl and I'll give you Scully. Garry Shandling: How about this deal? How come when people come back from the dead, they always wanna hurt the living? Scully: Well, that's because people can't really come back from the dead, Mulder. I mean, ghosts and zombies are just projections of our own repressed cannibalistic and sexual fears and desires.
They are who we fear that we are at heart. Just mindless automatons who can only kill and eat. Fox Mulder: Party pooper. Well, I got a new theory. I say that when zombies try to eat people, that's just the first stage. You see, they've just come back from being dead, so they're gonna do all the things they missed from when they were alive. So first, they're gonna eat. Then, they're gonna drink.
Then, they're gonna dance and make love. Scully : Sure, fine, whatever. Cigarette Smoking Man : What is this? Skinner : This is where you pucker up and kiss my ass. Mulder : Scully, you are the only one I trust. Mulder : The truth will save you, Scully. I think it'll save both of us. Mulder : [upon seeing the Cigarette Smoking Man in a hospital] Please tell me you're here with severe chest pains. Reverend Finley : Sometimes we must come full circle to find the truth.
Why does that surprise you? Scully : Mostly, it just makes me afraid. Reverend Finley : Afraid? Scully : Afraid that God is speaking Scully : I have never met anyone so passionate and dedicated to a belief as you. It's so intense that sometimes it's blinding. Scully : Last time you were so engrossed, it turned out you were reading the "Adult Video News. Susanne Modeski : No matter how paranoid you are, you're not paranoid enough.
Mulder : Sometimes the only sane answer to an insane world is insanity. Mulder : If coincidences are coincidences, why do they feel so contrived? Mulder : We've both lost so much I'm more certain than ever that the truth is in there. Scully : I've heard the truth, Mulder. Now what I want are the answers. Scully : What if there was only one choice and all the other ones were wrong? And there were signs along the way to pay attention to. Mulder : Mmm.
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