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From: “Pilot”

SCULLY:He had a nickname at the academy: 'Spooky' Mulder.

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MULDER: Sorry, nobody down here but the FBI's most unwanted.

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SCULLY: Agent Mulder. I'm Dana Scully, I've been assigned to work with you.

MULDER: Oh, isn't it nice to be suddenly so highly regarded? So, who did you tick off to get stuck with this detail, Scully?

SCULLY: Actually, I'm looking forward to working with you. I've heard a lot about you.

MULDER: Oh, really? I was under the impression... that you were sent to spy on me.

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MULDER: Do you believe in the existence of extra-terrestrials?

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SCULLY: The answers are there, you just have to know where to look.

MULDER: That's why they put the "I" in "F.B.I."

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MULDER: Yeah, our boys came out here, enjoyed the local salmon, which with a little lemon twist is to die for... if you'll pardon the expression.

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MULDER: We won't know that until we do a little grave digging. I've arranged to exhume one of the other victims' bodies to see if we can get a tissue sample to match the girl's. You're not squeamish about that kind of thing, are ya?

SCULLY: I don't know. I've never had the pleasure.

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SCULLY: Who is it?

MULDER:Steven Spielberg.Way to wired. Going for a jog. Wanna join me?

SCULLY: Pass.

MULDER: Figure out what that little thing in Ray Soames' nose is yet?

SCULLY: No, and I’m not losing any sleep over it!

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SCULLY: What happened?

MULDER: We lost power, brakes, steering, everything. We lost nine minutes.

*Gets out of the car and does a girly scream*

SCULLY: We lost what?!

MULDER: Nine minutes. I looked at my watch just before the flash and it was nine-o-three. It just turned nine-thirteen.! Look! * Points to X on ground.* Oh-ho, yes! Abductees... people who have made UFO sightings, they've reported unexplained time loss. Gone!! Just like that!

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SCULLY: What is going on here? What do you know about those marks? What are they?

MULDER: Why? So you can put it down in your little report? I don't think you're ready for what I think.

SCULLY: I'm here to solve this case, Mulder, I want the truth.

MULDER: The truth? I think those kids have been abducted.

SCULLY: By who?

MULDER: By what.

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MULDER: The guy obviously needed a long vacation.

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MULDER: You gotta love this place, everyday's like Halloween.

From: “Deep Throat”

MULDER: So what did you think of Uncle Fester down the block?

SCULLY: It’s called ‘Stereotrapy’, it’s a syndrome that’s produced by extreme stress.

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COLONEL KISSELL: …Why don’t you get the hell out of my yard

*Goes inside the house and slams the door*

SCULLY: Good thing we kept that appointment

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LADONNA: I’m selling limited addition prints, twenty dollars, down to the last five if you’re interested?

MULDER: Put it on my tab

SCULLY: Sucker!

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SCULLY: Do you want to see something weird Mulder, Ellens Air base isn’t even on my USGS quadrant map

MULDER: I know

SCULLY: You know?

SCULLY: Where are we going?

MULDER: We got our own map, Sucker!

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MULDER: Later Dude!

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SCULLY: Mulder, did you see their eyes? If I were that stoned I...

MULDER: Ho-hoo. If you were that stoned, what.

SCULLY: Mulder, you could have shown that kid a picture of a flying hamburger and he would have told you that's exactly what he saw.

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MULDER: Tell me I’m crazy

SCULLY: Mulder, you’re crazy!

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MULDER: You didn’t come to raid my mini-bar did you?

SCULLY: Hah

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MAN: Please, step out of the car.

MULDER: You think if maybe we ignore him, he'll go away?

MAN: Please, step out of the car.

MULDER: Guess not.

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SCULLY: I want you to get on that walkie-talkie and find out where Mulder is.

PAUL MOSSINGER: I don't think I can do that.

SCULLY: I think you can, or I'm gonna have every newspaper in America out here, writing about your experimental aircraft!!

From “Squeeze”

MULDER: Why would I make them so uncomfortable?

SCULLY: It probably has something to do with your reputation

MULDER: Reputation?… I have a reputation?

SCULLY: Mulder look, Colton plays by the book and you don’t. They feel you methods, your theories are…

MULDER: Spooky!

MULDER: Do you think I’m Spooky?

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TOM COLTON: So, Mulder, what do you think, does this look like the work of little green men?

MULDER: Grey.

TOM COLTON: Excuse me?

MULDER: Grey. You said green men, a Reticulan skin tone is actually grey, they're notorious for their extraction of terrestrial human livers. Due to iron depletion in the Reticulan galaxy.

TOM COLTON: You can't be serious.

MULDER: Do you have any idea what liver and onions go for on Reticula?

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MULDER: That’s five murders every thirty years, that makes two more to go this year.

SCULLY: You’re say these are copycats.

MULDER: What did we learn at our first day at the Academy, Scully? Each fingerprint is unique, these are a perfect match.

SCULLY: Are you suggesting that I go before the Violent Crimes section and present a profile declaring that these murders were done by aliens?

MULDER: No, of course not! I find no evidence of alien involvement.

SCULLY: Well what then? That…that this is the work of a hundred year old serial killer, who is capable of overpowering a healthy six foot two businessman.

MULDER: And he should stick out in a crowd with ten inch fingers.

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MULDER:(to Scully) You wouldn’t shoot an unarmed man, would you copper?

SCULLY: Mulder, what the hell are you doing here?

SCULLY:… you are jeopardizing my stakeout.

MULDER: Seeds?

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SCULLY: Apartment 2 0 3. He killed the guy above him.

MULDER: Maybe his neighbour played the Victrola too loud.

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SCULLY: Genetics might explain the patterns, it also might explain the sociopathic attitudes and behaviours. It begins with one family member, who raises an offspring, who raises the next child.

MULDER: So what is this, the Anti-Waltons?

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MULDER: You have to go through the census, I’m gonna plough through this centuries Marriage, Birth and Death certificates. You don’t happen to have any Dramamine on you by any chance do you? These things make me sea sick.

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SCULLY: Oh my God, Mulder, it's smells like… I think it's bile.

MULDER: Is there any way I can get it off my fingers quickly without betraying my cool exterior?

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MULDER: Well, we’re gonna need a surveillance team.

SCULLY: Yeah, that will take some finagling.

MULDER: Well, you go downtown and see what you can finagle.

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