#memeepisodes

Come on Scully, it'll be a nice trip to the forest.

It's Mr. Mulder to you, you peanut-picking bastard.

Scully, you have to believe me. Nobody else on this whole damn planet does or ever will. You’re my one in five billion.

You know, Scully, we've got four weeks' probation vacation and nothing to do, and Wayne Federman's invited us out to LA to watch his movie being filmed... and God knows I could use a little sunshine.

California, here we come.

Seeking the truth about aliens means a perfunctory nine-to-five job to some. For although Agent Diana Lesky is noble in spirit and pure at heart, she remains, nevertheless, a federal employee. As for her partner, Reynard Muldrake — a ticking time bomb of insanity — his quest into the unknown has so warped his psyche, one shudders to think how he receives pleasures from life.

It’s on the video, Mulder. I can’t prove it was you, but I know what I saw. This man is a murderer. He is a terrorist. I have a report to give this morning. I expect you to give me an answer. I expect you to tell me the truth.

My waterbed sprung a leak and shorted out my alarm clock. My cell phone got wet and crapped out on me and the check I wrote my landlord to cover the damages is going to bounce if I don't deposit my pay. You ever have one of those days, Scully?

Hey, Scully, that word unruhe, unrest, is bothering me. Maybe he thought he was curing them somehow, saving him from damnation. From those things in the pictures, you know, he called them the howlers.