| Therapist | Can you see your sister? | |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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No. But I can hear her. |
| Therapist | What is she saying? | |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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She's calling out my name...over and over again. She's crying out for help. But I can't help her. I can't move. |
| Therapist | Are you scared? | |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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I know I should be but I'm not. |
| Therapist | Do you know why? | |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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Because of the voice. |
| Therapist | The voice? | |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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The voice in my head. |
| Therapist | What's it telling you? | |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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Not to be afraid. It's telling me that no harm will come to her. And that one day she'll return. |
| Therapist | Do you believe the voice? | |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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I want to believe. |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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[everyone is removing their clothes to check for signs of the infection] Before anyone passes judgment, may I remind you, we are in the Arctic. |
| Special Agent Dana Scully |
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I'm afraid to believe... |
| Special Agent Dana Scully |
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So what IS our profile of the killer? Indeterminate height, weight, sex; unarmed but extremely attractive? |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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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. That boy next door, Donnie Pfaster, the unremarkable younger brother of four older sisters, extraordinary only in his ordinariness, could grow up to be the devil in a buttoned-down shirt. 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. |
| Special Agent Dana Scully |
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Our friend from the C.I.A. is about as unbelievable as his story... as is everything about this case. I mean, whatever happened to "trust no one", Mulder? |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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Oh, I changed it to "trust everyone", I didn't tell you? |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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I have lived with a fragile faith built on the ether of vague memories from an experience that I could neither prove nor explain. |
| FBI Assistant Director Walter Skinner | [Skinner has just beaten information out of Mr. X and shows up at Mulder's door bleeding. He gives Scully Mulder's coordinates.] | |
| Special Agent Dana Scully |
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Where did you get this? |
| FBI Assistant Director Walter Skinner | Unofficial Channels. |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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How was the opera? |
| Mr. X | Wonderful. I've never slept better. |
| Det. Manners | Well, thanks a lot! You really bleeped up this case! | |
| Special Agent Dana Scully |
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He didn't actually say *bleep*. |
| Jose Chung | I know, I'm well aware of Detective Manners'..colorful phraseology. |
| Det. Manners | That's a bleepin' dead alien. |
| Special Agent Fox Mulder |
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Mr. Van Bloo... er Van Bluhuunddt? |
| Eddie Van Blundht | It's Van Blundht. The 'h' is silent. It's Dutch or something. |
| Langly | Whatever, Doohickey. | |
| Frohike | That's FROHIKE, YOU HIPPIE JERK!!! |