Scully: Mulder, what are you doing here?

Mulder: I heard you were being moved out of the ICU, that you were feeling better.

Scully: Mulder, somebody's going to see you here.

Mulder: It's okay. (he clutches her hand, kissing her on the cheek) I'm officially among the undead.

Scully: What happened?

Mulder: I did not come here to talk about that.

Scully: Mulder, don't try and protect me. I need to know.

Mulder: Well, there's not much to talk about anyway, I'm going to testify to everything I know in front of the FBI assembly. The conspiracy, the men behind it, what I believe is its purpose.

Scully: Did you find out who in the FBI is involved?

Mulder: No. But that doesn't matter now.

Scully: Yes it does.

Mulder: Hey, Scully, how about those Yankees, huh?

Scully: Mulder, Skinner has evidence against you. He knows that you killed that man they found in your apartment.

Mulder: Yeah, Skinner's withholding it.

Scully: Mulder, Skinner's dirty. He's not your friend. I'm almost certain that he's the man inside on this.

Mulder: I don't believe that.

Scully: If you testify, he will use it to ruin you.

Mulder: No, not Skinner.

Scully: He's been in a position to know everything from the beginning, everything that we've done over the past four years.

Mulder: But, if I don't testify now, they'll start to bury the truth.

Scully: Well then, you have to lay it on me. You have to tell them that I was the one who killed that man.

Mulder: I can . . . I can't do that.

Scully: Yes, you can. Mulder, if I can save you, let me. Let me at least give some meaning to what's happened to me.



Mulder: Hi, I'm Fox Mulder, I don't think we've ever met.

Bill Scully Jr.: Bill Scully.

Mulder: I'm sorry about your sister.

Bill Jr.: Mr. Mulder . . .

Mulder: Yeah?

Bill Jr.: I know something about you, about what Dana's been through with you, so, let's leave the work away from here, okay? Let her die with dignity.



Mulder: Please tell me you're here with severe chest pains.

CSM: You should be glad for why I'm here, pay you some respect.

Mulder: Go to hell.

CSM: For your cleverness, and your resource, what you managed to do for Scully.

Mulder: What are you talking about?

CSM: Well, breaching the security at the Defense Department Facility. Finding the cure for her disease.

Mulder: What I found was useless.

CSM: On the contrary, it's essential to her survival. If you like, we could step outside and I might explain myself? (Mulder hesitates) I'm here tonight as a friend, Agent Mulder.

(Mulder follows him outside)



Bill Jr.: You really believe this crap, don't you?

Mulder: Yes, I do.

Bill Jr.: You see, she's your big defender, but I think the truth is, she just doesn't want to disappoint you.

Mulder: If it works, I don't care what you think she thinks.

Bill Jr.: You're a real piece of work, you know that, Mr. Mulder.

Mulder: Why is that, because I don't think the way you think? Because I won't just sit passively back and watch the family tragedy unfold?

Bill Jr.: You're the reason for it. And I've already lost one sister to this quest you're on, now I'm losing another. Has it been worth it? To you, I mean, have you found what you've been looking for?

Mulder: (quietly) No.

Bill Jr.: No. You know how that makes me feel?

Mulder: In a way, I think I do. I lost someone very close to me. I lost a sister, I lost my father, all because of this thing I'm looking for.

Bill Jr.: That's what? Little green aliens?

Mulder: (looks away, a tiny smirk on his face, looks up and whispers) Yeah. Little green aliens.

Bill Jr.: You're one sorry son of a bitch. Not a whole lot more to say. (he leaves)

Mulder: (Mulder's phone rings) One sorry son of a bitch speaking.



CSM: My apologies for the rather hasty departure last night.

Mulder: What do you want from me?

CSM: Want from you?

Mulder: You give me these things, the only things I ever wanted and I can't think of any reason for you to do so.

CSM: Well that's true, no act is completely selfless. But I've come today not to ask, but to offer. To offer you the truth that you've so desperately sought. About the project, about the men who've conspired to protect it.

Mulder: I know the truth.

CSM: Do you?

Mulder: I spoke to one of your men.

CSM: And you know that he's not a liar.

Mulder: I've seen enough to know he's not a liar, yeah.

CSM: He's seen but scant pieces of the whole.

Mulder: What more can you show me?

CSM: This man you spoke to, Michael Kritschgau, he has deceived you with beautiful lies. He's told you that everything you've ever believed about the existence of extraterrestrial life is untrue.

Mulder: What are you saying?

CSM: As I said, I'm offering you a chance to know the truth.

Mulder: In exchange for what?

CSM: Quit the FBI, come work for me. I can make your problems go away.

(pauses for a second)

Mulder: No deal.

CSM: After all I've given you?

Mulder: What have . . . what have you given me? A claim of a cure for Scully, is she cured? You show me my sister only to take her right back. You've given me nothing!

CSM: I intend to keep my promises, I just need something from you.

Mulder: You murdered my father, you killed Scully's sister, and if Scully dies, I will kill you. I don't care whose father you are, I will put you down.

CSM: Well, you're certainly capable, so I've been told. I understand you have a hearing tomorrow where you'll have to testify to these murderous impulses of yours. (Mulder looks shocked, a little nervous, he walks away) When you reconsider, the offer still stands!



Scully: I've come so far in my life on simple faith, and now when I need it the most I just push it away. I mean, why . . . why do I wear this? (she picks up the cross necklace around her neck) Why do I wear this, Mom? I put something that I don't even know, or understand, under the skin of my neck. I will subject myself to these crazy treatments, and I keep telling myself that I'm doing everything I can, but it's a lie!



Mulder: Good morning.

Scully: What are you doing here? You have a hearing.

Mulder: Yeah, I came by last night, but I didn't have the heart to wake you.

Scully: Came by for what? Mulder, what is it?

Mulder: I was lost last night. But, as I stood here, I thought I'd found my way. I've been . . . ah . . . I've been offered a deal, a deal that could save my life, in a way. And though I'd refused the deal earlier, I left here last night with my mind made up to take it.

Scully: A deal with who?

Mulder: It doesn't matter, I'm not taking the deal, I'm not taking any deal. Not after what happened this morning.

Scully: What happened this morning?

Mulder: Section Chief Blevins directed me to implicate Skinner. To name him as the man inside in the FBI. Who may have deceived us both. And if I name him, they'll protect me.

Scully: Are you going to name him?

Mulder: No.

Scully: Then they'll prosecute you.

Mulder: Yeah, they have evidence against me, they know I killed that man.

Scully: Mulder, even with the ballistics evidence, I can still be the shoot . . .

Mulder: Scully, I can't let you take the blame. Because of your brother, because of your mother, and because I couldn't live with it. To live the lie, you have to believe it. Like these men who deceive us, who gave you this disease. We all have our faith, and mine is in the truth.

Scully: Then why'd you come here if you'd already made up your mind?

Mulder: (huge heart-melting grin and laugh) Because I knew you'd talk me out of it if I was making a mistake.

Scully: (smiles, priest enters her room, she grabs Mulder's hand) You'll be in my prayers.

Mulder: (leans in towards her ear) Have the Father say a few Hail Mulders for me, okay?" (he kisses her on the cheek and leaves)



Mulder: Scully's cancer's gone into remission.

Skinner: That's unbelievable news.

Mulder: It's the best news I could have ever heard.



Skinner: Agent Mulder, I thought you were dead.

Mulder: I'm only half-dead.



Mulder: That helps you. How does that help me?



Skinner: Word of advice, from a friend. Keep playing it the way you are.

Mulder: Thanks, buddy.



Langly: That's unreal.

Frohike: Too freaking amazing.

Mulder: Watch your language, Frohike, and get me some tweezers.



Waitress: Tabasco. Cures anything.

Mulder: I'll keep that in mind.



Mulder: Who told you that?

Samantha: My father.



Scully: Mmm, either it's my head or I'm a long way from med school, but I can't remember what you're injecting me with.



Mulder: Name Skinner and save myself.

Blevins: That's what I called you here to recommend. As a friend.



Mulder: I can't do that sir, because the section chief is the man I'm about to name.

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