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.
Scully: It took us 3 hours to get here, our plane doesn't leave until tomorrow night. If you suspected . . .
Mulder: Vikings versus Redskins, Scully. 40 yard line in the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome. You and me.
Scully: A body has a story to tell.
Mulder: (to Scully): I just don't want to you to think you have to hide anything from me.
Scully: (to social worker about Mulder) I trust him as much as anyone. I trust him with my life.
Scully: I don't want him to know how much this is bothering me. I don't want him to feel like he has to protect me.
Mulder: Look, I know this is a pretty horrific case, but-
Scully: I'm okay with it, Mulder. Anyway, you could use my help.
Mulder: Always.
Mulder: People videotape police beatings on darkened streets. They manage to spot Elvis in three cities across America every day. But no one saw a pretty woman being run off the road in her rental car.
Mulder: You sure you don't want to sit down, Scully? I can get someone to take a look at you.
Scully: I'm fine, Mulder.
(Mulder looks at her, and tips up her chin. She, then, meets his gaze, and that's all it takes. Her eyes well up, and she begins crying. Mulder's holding her now, though she keeps her arms crossed in front of herself. She, then, allows herself to hold him, to fully let her emotions out. Scully continues to cry in Mulder's arms, while he holds her tight and strong.)
Thanks to CarriK for the beautiful description above (sniff)
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