End Game
X: You’ll only win the war if you pick the right battles, Agent Mulder. This is a battle you can’t win. […]
X: You’ll only win the war if you pick the right battles, Agent Mulder. This is a battle you can’t win. […]
Scully: I mean whatever happened to “Trust no one,” Mulder? Mulder: I changed it to “Trust everyone.” I didn’t tell you? […]
X: In case you haven’t noticed, Agent Mulder, the Statue of Liberty is on vacation. The new mandate says if you are not a citizen, you’d better keep out. […]
Mulder: You are responsible. You knew the power of your beliefs, no matter how watered down. Did you really think you could call up the Devil and ask him to behave? […]
Mulder: Well some people collect salt and pepper shakers. Fetishists collect dead things. Fingernails and hair. No one quite knows why. Though I’ve never really understood salt and pepper shakers myself. […]
B.J. Morrow: It’s always the same. I’m a house. It feels familiar. There’s a woman that’s been hurt… there’s a mirror. I see a man’s reflection. I recognize his face, but I don’t know him. What I remember most is the blood. There’s a lot of blood. […]
Gung: Something… has gone very wrong. The mushrooms, we take to speak with the dead. To see our ancestors in the spirit world. But the spirit in this place is very angry, and the souls that died here continue to suffer. And now they have been awakened. […]
Mulder: According to the literature, Abe Lincoln was a walk-in. And Mikhail Gorbachev. And Charles Colson, Nixon’s advisor. Scully: Not Nixon? Mulder: No. Not even they want to claim Nixon. […]
Mulder: That’s no mean claim. Dr. Adam Pierce: Daniel always had a flair for self-dramatization. Scully: I’d always heard he was brilliant. Pierce: Brilliant doesn’t go quite far enough. Pierce: Daniel and I… I always played Salieri to his Mozart. I was never quite on the same plane of intellect. This time I found him […]
X: I used to be you. I was where you are now. But you’re not me, Mulder. I don’t think you have the heart. Walk away. Grieve for Scully. And then never look back. You will be able to live with yourself, Mulder. On the day you die. […]
The Son: Don’t you want to live forever? Mulder: Well, not if drawstring pants come back in style. […]
CSM: Kill Mulder and you risk turning one man’s religion into a crusade. Krycek: What about Scully? CSM: We’ve taken care of that. […]
Agent Kazdin: They would like it done as neatly and cleanly as possible. Mulder: Well. You’re off to a hell of a start. […]
Cole (Tony Todd): I’m tired. Mulder: I know. Cole: No man, you don’t know! […]
Sheriff: Things like this aren’t supposed to happen here. Mulder: A forty-two-year-old real estate agent murders four strangers with his bare hands? It’s not supposed to happen anywhere. […]
Mulder: You know they say three species disappear off the planet every day. You wonder how many new ones are being created. […]
Mulder: Deep Throat said Trust No One. It’s hard, Scully. Suspecting everyone, everything. It wears you down. You even begin to doubt what you know is the truth. Before, I could only trust myself. Now I can only trust you. […]
Deep Throat: Trust…. Trust no one. […]
Mulder: Have you ever thought about calling one of them all day long and then all the sudden the phone rings and it’s them calling you? Scully: Does this pitch somehow end with a way for me to lower my long distance charges? […]
Scully: I just started the autopsy. Lazard: Yeah, um. I don’t think he’s going anywhere. […]
Mulder: If you release Eugene Tooms he will kill again. It’s in his genetic make-up. […]