Scully: What happened?

Mulder: I lost him.

(Having seen Mulder give the baddie something and let him drive off)

Scully: What do you mean?

Mulder: He got away.



Scully: The toxin was transmitted directly . . . and not contagious.

Field Agent: How do you know that.

Mulder: We're not all dead?



Leamus: You set me up!

Mulder: I saved your ass!



Mulder: Look, I believe in your ideals and your goals . . . but the only reason I . . . I tolerate your methods is because the government's are worse.

Leamus: Wow, what a ringing endorsement.



Manager: Are you the wife?

Scully: (peeved) Not even close.



Scully: Exactly what agency are you guys from? (No answer) Obviously not the Office of Information.



(Mulder's hands are tied to the table, still with a hood on his head)

Mulder: Ooh, is this the Pepsi Challenge? How about some, uh . . . fresh air, boys?

Leamus: Welcome, Agent Mulder.

Mulder: (Unhooded, sees two others and Leamos at the table) Okay, deal me in.



(Skin-Headed man grabs and bends Mulder's pinkie backwards)

Leamus: This is just a little method that we use . . . to learn the truth.

Mulder: Well, you . . . you might want to put that hood back on, man, unless you want to see a grown man cry.



(Scully notices Mulder's pinkie either broken or severely disjointed)

Scully: What happened to your hand?

Mulder: Nothing.

(Worried, she grabs hand and examines it)

Scully: Oh, Mulder, what did they do to you? God, this needs to be set. You're in pain.

Mulder: (Ripping hand away) If you're pullin' it around like that.



Skinner: What happened to your hand?

Mulder: Terrorist lie detector.

Unit Leader: Well, did you pass?

Mulder: Well, I must have. I'm still here.



Mulder: If you don't hear from me by midnight . . . feed my fish.



Leamus: Do you have what I need?

Mulder: (Indicating Skin-Headed man) Tell the gimp to back off.



Bremer: You willing to die for your beliefs?

Mulder: I'd prefer it not come to that.



(After Bremer gives Leamus keys to a car and lets him escape)

Bremer: On your feet!

Mulder: I don't need a car, you can just call me a cab. That'll be fine.

Go Back to Season 5
5x17 5x19