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| UNUSUAL SUSPECTS | Langly:
We're screwed. Thank you so much for getting me
involved in this, doo-hickey. Frohike: It's Frohike, you hippie jerk. Langly: Doo-hickey! Frohike: You know, with that long blond hair, you'll be the first one in here that gets traded for cigarettes; I'm gonna be laughing my ass off. Langly: Oh yeah, you wanna Cha-Cha? (Starts pulling his jacket off) Frohike: Any time, any place (Also the jacket starts coming off) Byers: Both of you relax! Langly: Shut up, ya Nark! Frohike: It's your fault we're here! Munch: yeah, well, Special Agent... Mulder? Is currently being held in 5 point restraint jabbering like a monkey. So what I'm looking at here is a warehouse breakin but nothing's stolen, a shootout but no guns, lots of blood but no bodies, an FBI agent wants to take off all his clothes and talk about space aliens. Byers:
Before the assassination my parents were going to name
me Bertram. Byers:
Hey guys! Like a button? Langly:
(Butting in and referring to Frohike Electrical
Corporation) There's a name that inspires consumer
confidence. Frohike:
You look like a gentleman who'll appreciate 33 channels
of crystal clear television. Byers:
(over) It was at this point, however, that Mr. Frohike
raised... an interesting question. Frohike: (Seeing Mulder) This dude doesn't look so tough! Display:
They're here! Alien invaders are among us.
Detect their presence with high-tech mind products.
Detect them, before they detect you... Mulder:
(Confronts Byers with Frohike behind him) Hey, you with
the FCC? (beep-a-beep-a-bip-bip...
Mulder pulls out a HUGE cell-phone) Ken's excuses: Cmon! All I did was play Dig Dug! I've got like a circulatory problem... I have a tendency to fall down a lot! Byers:
You're talking about a pre-meditated crime against the
United States government! Langly:
Elron the druid bets 50! Cash only, Elron... no
checks for the bank of Middle Earth! C'mon
natural 20! Daddy needs a new sword of
wounding. (Byers and Frohike enter) What's
the big idea bringing the Nark in here? Byers:
(Is shown the computer equipment) What does this do? Frohike:
Now I'm sorry. You're telling me that the United
States government, the same government that gave us
Amtrak... Frohike:
Byers, I swear to god I'll shoot you myself. Byers:
The truth is... none of us is safe. Secret elements
within the US government seek to surveille us and
control our lives... |
| REDUX | Scully: (Takes
shirt partway off) Mulder: Keep going, FBI woman... Scully: Mulder? What are you doing? Why are you sitting in my bedroom in the dark? Mulder: It was too crowded in my apartment, I couldn't sleep. Scully: I'm not kidding, Mulder. Mulder: Good, cause neither am I. There's a dead man on the floor in my apartment and it's only a matter of time before he starts to stink the place up. Scully: What are you talking about, Mulder? What's going on? Mulder: Apparently somebody thinks my life's interesting enough to put on videotape... Mulder: Level 4 clearance. That means I get to dine at the officer's club? Scully: All lies lead to the truth, right? |
| REDUX 2 | Skinner: Agent
Mulder, I thought you were dead.. Mulder: I'm only half dead. Mulder: That helps you. How does that help me? Skinner: Word of
advice, from a friend. Keep playing it the way you
are. Mulder: I'm officially among the un-dead. Mulder: (Still
trying to dissuade Scully) Hey Scully, how about those Mulder: (Seeing TSM) Please tell me you're here with severe chest pains. Langly: That's
unreal. Mulder: All
because of this thing I'm looking for. <phone
rings> Waitress:
Tabasco. Cures anything. Scully: Mmm,
either it's my head or I'm a long way from med school, Mulder: Name
Skinner and save myself... Scully: Then why
did you come here if you'd already made up your mind? Scully: You'll be
in my prayers. Mulder: I can't do
that sir, because the section chief is the man Skinner: They're
cleaning up, taking everything away. |
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