Triangle
Crewman: American, right? Saved your life, mate. Krauts don’t want no reason to bring you Yanks into the war. Mulder: I got two words for you, buddy: Pearl Harbor. […]
Category: The X-Files
Travelers
Arthur Dales (Darren McGavin): Arthur Dales is my brother. My name also happens to be Arthur Dales. It’s the same name, different guy. The other Arthur, he moved to Florida the lucky bastard. Now, our parents weren’t exactly big in the imagination department when it came to names. If it would help you wrapping your […]
Bad Blood
Scully’s version of events: Scully: Mulder, are you okay? Mulder dazed: Who’s the black private dick who’s a sex machine with all the chicks? Shaft! Can ya dig it? They say this cat Shaft is a bad mutha— Shut yo’ mouth! I’m talkin’ bout Shaft! Mulder: I did not! Scully: Mulder, please just keep reminding […]
The Post-Modern Prometheus
Susanne Modeski: to The Lone Gunmen No matter how paranoid you are, you’re not paranoid enough. […]
Unusual Suspects
Susanne Modeski: to The Lone Gunmen No matter how paranoid you are, you’re not paranoid enough. […]
Small Potatoes
Skinner: You spelled Federal Bureau of Investigation wrong. “Mulder”: It’s a typo. Skinner: Twice. […]
Max
Scully: Mulder, what are these people dying for? Is it for the truth or for the lies? Mulder: It’s gotta be for the truth. If we owe them anything it’s to make sure of that. Mulder: Do you know where she is? Scully: In a mental institution. Mulder: I’d go with you, but I’m afraid […]
Kaddish
Scully: …Apparently he’d been watching this tape when he was strangled to death. Mulder: Very Old Testament. Scully: Yeah. But with a new twist. The Brooklyn Homicide detectives contacted the FBI civil rights branch with an interesting set of fingerprints that they pulled off the boy’s body. Mulder: Interesting how? Scully: Interesting in that they belong […]
Musing of a Cigarette Smoking Man
Cigarette Smoking Man (William B. Davis): I work very hard to keep any president from knowing I exist. […]
Jose Chung’s From Outer Space
Man In Black (Jesse Ventura): No other object has been misidentified as a flying saucer more often than the planet Venus. […]
Paper Hearts
Scully: You said it yourself once. You said that a dream was an answer to a question we haven’t learned how to ask. […]
Clyde Bruckman’s Final Repose
Bruckman: You know there are worse ways to go, but I can’t think of a more undignified one than autoerotic asphyxiation. Mulder: Why are you telling me that? […]
D.P.O.
Scully: You have a theory on what’s going on here? Mulder: I just don’t think it’s lightning. […]
Paper Clip
Albert Hosteen: …On this day, when the holy people had given the FBI man a miracle, a white buffalo was born. And every Native American knew—whether he believed the story or not—that this was a powerful omen, and that great changes were coming. […]
The Blessing Way
Albert Hosteen (Floyd “Red Crow” Westerman): There is an ancient Indian saying that something lives only as long as the last person who remembers it. My people have come to trust memory over history. Memory, like fire, is radiant and immutable. While history serves only those who seek to control it. […]
Soft Light
Scully: Darkness covers a multitude of sins. […]
F. Emasculata
Mulder: What if someone dies because we withheld what we knew? CSM: What if someone dies because we didn’t? There will be a time for the truth, Mulder, but this isn’t it. […]
The Calusari
Head Calusari: The evil that is here has always been. It has gone by different names through history. Cain. Lucifer. Hitler. It does not care if it kills one boy or a million men. If try to stop us, the blood will be on your hands. […]
Humbug
Dr. Blockhead: Nature abhors normality. It can’t go long without creating a mutant. […]
Dod Kalm
Scully: What happened? Captain Barkley: Time got lost. […]
Fearful Symmetry
Coming Soon. In theory. Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, […]