Mulder: Scully? Aren't you the secret squirrel?
Scully: What do you mean?
Mulder: Just got a look at that body they wheeled outta here. You've been holding out on me.
Mulder: Look, Scully . . . I know you don't really want my help on this, but can I offer my professional opinion? You got a bona-fide super-crazy religious wacko on your hands.
Mulder: I know people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones blah blah blah, but that guy is paranoid!
Mulder: You know, they say when you talk to God it's prayer, but when God talks to you it's . . . schizophrenia. What is your God telling you now, Father?
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