Winter: "Agent Mulder? Larry Winter, county supervisor."
Mulder: (Showing gloved hand) "Pardon my rubber."

Mulder: "Mrs. McRoberts?"
McRoberts: "Yes?"
Mulder: "This is sheriff Spencer. I'm Agent Fox Mulder from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. May we come in?"
McRoberts: "I'm late for work."
Mulder: "You can blame me. Been having some car trouble?"
McRoberts: "That's my husband's department."

McRoberts: "S'okay if I have my breakfast?"
Mulder: "It's the day's most important meal..."

Frohike: "Hmm..."
Byers: "In our April edition of The Lone Gunman we ran an article on the CIA's new CCD-TH 2138 fibre-optic lens micro video camera."
Langly: "Small enough to be placed on the back of a fly."
Mulder: "Imagine being one of those flies on the wall of the Oval Office..."
Frohike: "Been there... Done that..."

Byers: "That is an Eurasian Cluster Fly. They infest vegetation like, uh, apples or cherries and can inflict a great deal of damage to crops."
Langly: "This one's probably been irradiated to control propagation."
Byers: "Or, agents of competing South American agricultural corporations posing as Franklin City employees are releasing fertile flies to destroy the crop."
Frohike: (Dunks fly in petrie dish, fly fries) "Nope. This bug's been nuked."
Mulder: (Patting Byers on back) "It was a fine effort, though. Have you ever come across this chemical compound?"
Langly: "LSDM. Obviously you haven't read our August edition of TLG?"
Mulder: "Oh, I'm sorry, boys. It arrived the same day as my subscription to Celebrity Skin."

Byers: "Come over here."
Frohike: (Playing with night goggles) "So, Mulder? Where's your little partner?"
Mulder: "She wouldn't come... She's afraid of her love for you."
Frohike: "She's tasty."
Mulder: "You know, Frohike, it's men like you that give perversion a bad name..."

Winter: "I checked up on you. You have a penchant for 'spooky' evidence."
Mulder: "Don't start with that tired crap. Don't start diverting blame..."

Mulder: "Scully, are you familiar with subliminal messages?
Scully: "You mean like sex in ice cubes in liquor ads? That's paranoia."

Mulder: "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead..."

Scully: "Mulder, I was wrong. Exposure to the insecticide *does* induce paranoia."
Mulder: "I think this area is being subjected to a controlled experiment."
Scully: "Controlled by who? By the government, by a corporation, by Reticulans?"

Scully (noticing ripped-out doorbell): "This is odd..."
Mulder: "Frustrated Jehovah's Witness?"

Cell-Phone: ALL DONE BYE BYE.

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