Unruhe - TFWID

UNRUHE	Mulder: So which one of us gets to use the stun gun on Bruno Houtman back there? Mulder: So why would she stab her boyfriend through the ear? The magic was gone? Scully: Mulder, take a look at this. You see this smeariness here? I'm thinking that it's heat damage. With the uh heater sitting under the film right there that the emulsion probably melted. Mulder: So you think that might make it look like she posed, screaming, for a passport photo? Scully: ...Plus the film is two years out of date..that... Mulder: Oh... Scully: ...that the photographic chemistry could have changed... Mulder: Yeah... Scully: ...the dyes fade... they... (gives up) all right, so what's your theory? Mulder: I'm not sure I have a theory.
HOME	Scully: (Noticing Mulder's fiddling with the baseball) Meanwhile, I've quit the FBI and become a spokesman for the Ab-Roller. Mulder: (Putting ball under Scully's nose) Smell that. (She does and wrinkles her nose) That's perfume. Eau De Ball. Scully: Mulder, if you had to do without a cell-phone for two minutes you'd lapse into catatonic schizophrenia. Mulder: ...If I had to settle down, build a home? It'd be a place like this. Scully: It'd be like living in Mayberry. Taylor: Hi, I'm sheriff Andy Taylor. Mulder: For real?!? Scully: Well, were there any local women who were pregnant and now suddenly aren't? Sheriff: By the way, this is my deputee Barney. Mulder: Fife? Barney: Pastor! Mulder: There's something rotten in Mayberry. Mulder: Well, just find yourself a man with a spotless genetic makeup and a really high tolerance for being second-guessed and start pumping out the little uber-Scullies. Scully: What about your family? Mulder: Well, aside from the need for corrective lenses and the tendency to be abducted by extraterrestrials involved in an international governmental conspiracy, the Mulder family passes genetic muster. Scully: Now, we all have a natural instinct to propagate. Mulder: (Eyeing Scully) Do we? Scully: (As Mulder is pointing the TV bunny-ears at her forehead) You still planning on making a home here? Mulder: Nah. Not if I can't get the Knicks game. Scully: Just as long as bundling infanticide doesn't weigh into your decision... G'night Mulder. Mulder: G'night MOM... Mulder: (After deputee pulls gun out and leaves) Uh, that was a little bit too Chuck Bronson for me, Scully. Mulder: (Hunkering down, pushing pigs) Scully, would you think less of me as a man if I told you I was kind of excited right now? (Pigs won't budge) There some secret farmer trick to get these things moving? Scully: I don't know. (Babe impersonation) Baa-ram-ewe! BAA-RAAM-EEEWE!!!! Mulder: Yeah, that'll work. Scully: I babysat my nephew this weekend. He watches Babe 15 times a day! Mulder: And people call ME spooky. Mulder: Oh no! (Holds up newspaper with the headline ELVIS PRESLEY DEAD AT 42) Mulder: Which means that when Edmund was a kid he could ground the other two for playing with his things?
TELIKO	Mulder: Hey, I heard you were down here slicin' and dicin'. Who's the lucky stiff? Mulder: There's a Michael Jackson joke in here somewhere but I can't quite find it. Scully: Mulder, not everything is a labyrinth of dark conspiracy. And not everybody is... is plotting to deceive, enveigle and obfuscate. (Mulder, staring at her, keeps eating sunflower seeds like a Blue Jay) (Mulder grabs tray of specimens and starts to leave) Scully: What are you doing? Mulder: I'm gonna join the snipe hunt. Before the body count rises. Pendrell: Shouldn't we wait for Agent Scully? Just so I won't have to repeat myself. Mulder: She's not coming. Pendrell: Why not? Mulder: She had a date. (Pendrell gets all maudlin) Breathe, Agent Pendrell. She's with a dead man. She's doing an autopsy. Scully: Where are you? Mulder: Off to water the seeds of doubt. Ambassador: ...I'm afraid you won't believe it. Mulder: You'd be surprised at what I believe, sir. Mulder: (Referring to the small medical cart) I think this was the getaway vehicle. He didn't even touch his Jell-O. Scully: ...Why would he leave is own country to come here? Mulder: Free cable.
THE FIELD WHERE I DIED	Scully: Time is flying and we got 6 wives to question. My estimate is 12 more hours of fire and brimstone and not a second about Sidney. Scully: (Writes) Multiple personality. Mulder: (Writes) Past life. 'Lily': Can you do this? (Touches nose with tongue) 'Sarah': 26th of November, 1863. I was here. (To Mulder) As were you. This is the field where I watched you die. Mulder: She wants to talk, Scully. It's a matter of getting it out of her. Scully: No, it's about regressing here to a past life. Mulder: You... you were there, Scully! You saw it. You heard it. Why can't you feel it? How would I know about a bunker in a field where I've never been? Scully: And why is it that Vernon Ephesian is reported by you a paranoid sociopath because he believes that he lived in Greece 100 years ago and you're not even though you believe you died in that field? (Mulder elucidates about his past lives...) Mulder: Ghetto streets. Shattered glass. Bodies of the dead. I'm a woman. Jewish woman. Poland. My son is with me. He is Samantha... My father, he's dead in the street. He is Scully... An officer (Gestapo). He is Cancerman. Evil returns as evil... My husband is taken away from me. He is Melissa... (From the field) Mulder (As Sullivan Biddle): My sergeant is also dead. He is Scully. Mulder: ...we'd been friends together, in other lifetimes, always. Would it have changed some of the ways we looked at one another? Scully: Even if I knew for certain, I wouldn't change a day... Well, maybe that flukeman thing, I coulda lived without that thing just fine.