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Kid: "Dude, what's wrong with you? You made me drop my toad!"
Mulder: "It's three in one day, sheriff. All this driving from crime scene to crime scene is giving me highway hypnosis."
Mulder: Yeah but you got 2 or 3 in as many weeks. I'd say you're a little outside of your bell curve sheriff.
Mulder: Oh is that the psychological approach to crime solving? He's too embarrassed.
Scully: Regardless of what 'I' believe, there's no hard evidence that it's what 'you' believe.
Scully: 15 years of fruitless hunting and the only thing the guy comes up with is a blurry picture of the monsters tooth.
Mulder: "What do you think that is?"
Scully: (doubtfully): "A tooth?"
Mulder: "Want me to come with you?"
Scully: (Revealing gun in waistband) "I'm fine."
Scully: Queequag!
Scully: "Quee...Quee...Queequeg?"
Scully: "Could you please repeat the last part again? I kinda faded out."
Mulder: "Which... which part?"
Scully: "After you said I'm sorry?"
Mulder: "Why did you name your dog Qui-Queq?"
Mulder: I know the difference between expectation and hope. Seek and ye shall find Scully.
Scully: You know, on the mariner's maps the cartographers would designate uncharted territories by writing "Here be Monsters".
Mulder: I got a map of N.Y. City just like that.
Mulder: Yeah you know living in the City you forget that night is actually.. so uh ... dark.
Scully: Living in the City you forget a lot of things. You know, there you're always thinking about being mugged or hit by a car. It's not until you get back to nature that you realise that everything is out to get you. That's why my father always taught me to respect nature 'cause it has no respect for
you.
Mulder: "Here be monsters, Scully."
Scully: "There goes our $500 deposit."
Mulder: "Yeah, you know, living in the city you forget that night is so, uh, dark."
Mulder: That was him Scully! That was Big Blue.
Scully: So what if it was!
Mulder: You don't think my reasons are legitimate?
Scully: Mulder sometimes I just can't figure them out
Mulder: "No, flippant is my favourite quote from Moby Dick. Hell is an idea first born on an undigested apple dumpling."
(Description: Duck swims in out of fog, both have guns drawn)
(Continued on page 70)
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