Emily - Schizogeny

EMILY

Mulder: Her mother of record is one Anna Fugazzi.
Scully: Fugazi?
Mulder: Yeah, as in slang term for 'fake'.

Judge Maibaum: Agent Mulder, Help me out here. Does FBI stand for Federal Bureau of Imagination?

Judge Maibaum: You know, under normal circumstances this petition would be fairly simple. But I'm having a hard time wrapping my brain around this... Michael Crichton bit.

Scully: Takes two of us just to get my sister-in-law into bead these days.
Mulder: When's she due?
Scully: Two weeks ago.

Scully: Detective...
Kresge: Happy New Year...

Mulder: Your name is Anna Fugazzi?
Anna: Yes, are you the new doctor?
Mulder: No. No I'm not. Is that your real name?
Anna: Yes... for the last 71 years. Were you looking for me?
Mulder: Not until now.

Mulder: Well, that makes 8 for 8.

Frohike: Are you in adoption services, Mulder?
Mulder: No, I'm at the maternity ward.
Frohike: Any... fetching young mothers in there?
Mulder: Yeah, I think you might have a shot here, Frohike. You know anything about pharmaceuticals? Frohike: Medicinal or... recreational?

KITSUNEGARI

Orderly 2: So what's this guy's story?
Orderly 1: Cop killer. General People killer. General all around waste of skin.
Orderly 2: So, what are you scared of? Guy's a freakin' vegetable. What's he gonna do, run over you with his big plastic wheel?

Marshall: So what's adequate backup?
Mulder: Adequate backup? Every cop you can lay your hands on.

(Sarcastically referring to Modell)
Mulder: Heh, he's a VERY considerate man.

Mulder: Yeah?
Modell: Two words- It's... Alive... (laughs)
Mulder: I don't feel like playing your game right now, Modell.
Modell: Touchy? Look Mulder, there's something I need you to hear.
Mulder: Tell it to me in person, Modell.
Modell: No, seriously. Listen to me.
Mulder: No, you listen to me. Either you come back here on your own or I'll drag your sorry ass back on the bumper of my car.
Modell: When did you become Clint Eastwood?

Female Agent: (Reading the ideograms) Well the hand it's in is pretty sloppy, but I think it's supposed to be Kitsunegari... Fox Hunt.
Scully: Fox Mulder...
Mulder: (Shrugs) Well, that's a little on the nose, don't you think?

Modell: Dead ahead. Straight in front of you.
(Cop still is looking around)
Modell: Buddy, I'm straight in front of you. Whadda you want me to do, draw you a map? (Laughs)

Mulder: Linda Bowman? I'm Fox Mulder.
Linda: Hi. Uh, you're my 12:15?

Scully: How are you feeling?
Mulder: Oh, aside from the utter grinding humiliation that comes from knowing I let our suspect go, pretty good.
Scully: It could have happened to anyone, Mulder.

Skinner: You're suspended until such time I'm confident your judgement is sound. Give me your weapon.
Mulder: Who are you afraid I'm going to point it at?

Skinner: (Busting into the locked room) On the floor, Modell!
Modell: Hey, it's Mel Coolie.

Mulder: Okay, look. You do me a favor, Scully. You give me a call when you think I've come to my senses, alright?

Skinner: ...You've won her game.
Mulder: Then how come I feel like I lost?

SCHIZOGENY

Scully: 12 pounds, 9 ounces.
Mulder: All that came out of his stomach?
Scully: Most of it. A small amount in his lungs is what killed him.
Mulder: Is it possible that he took the term 'mud pie' literally?
Scully: Well, I'm sure if Mr. Rich were alive he would find some humor in that. According to his police report, Mr. Rich was a man who could tell a joke.

Scully: There is some indication that his step-son may have dug a hole, and that a recent rainstorm may have helped it turn into a muddy trap.
Mulder: Some rainstorm!
Scully: They say it rained 400 inches a day.
Mulder: Now that sounds like an exaggeration, don't you think?
Scully: Would you like me to show you how he may have done it?
Mulder: How a 6'4" 250 pound man was buried alive in less than five minutes by a 16 year old kid whose classmates lovingly refer to as dorkweed?

Mulder: Ich Bin Ein Auslander. I am an outsider. You know when Kennedy told the Germans 'Ich Bin Ein Berliner' he was actually saying 'I am a cocktail sausage'?
Bobby: Who's Kennedy?

Mulder: Did you ever shove him back?
Bobby: (Laughs) He's twice as big as me.

Mulder: Kid says his stepfather teed off on him regularly.
Scully: Is that his excuse?
Mulder: No, that's his explanation. He says he's innocent.
Scully: What do you think?
Mulder: I think he's a hard kid to love.

Scully: Well, when you fight for air a vacuum is created. And maybe once he sucked down a mouthful of mud it turns his esophagus into a siphon. And with his head pushed down in filled all his passages up like a gas can. (Mulder laughs) Well, you asked for answers, it's the best ones I got.

Scully: He's been in therapy for his anger since 1995.
Mulder: That could have been me.

Girl: You scared me today, Bobby.
Bobby: Why? Was it because I stood up for myself? Or, uhm, because I didn't let them beat me up like usual?

Mulder: In what ways?
Shrink: By breaking the cycle of abuse. By owning it, by confronting it and by standing up against it.
Mulder: Seems to be working.

Mulder: S'cuse me. Been a few years (climbs tree) Hey Scully... is... Is this demonstration of boyish agility turning you on at all?

Mulder: I don't think this was an act of grave robbing, Scully.
Scully: No, that's what we were doing.

Mulder: ...implying a connection.
Scully: I'm a little afraid to ask what kind of connection.