Marshall Daddo: Donald Addie Pfaster. You two put this man away.
Mulder: Yeah. Someone forgot to throw away the key.
Mulder: Donnie Pfaster is a death fetishist -- a collector of bone and dead flesh, of toenails and hair. It's what floats his boat, gets him off.
Daddo: He's a sick man.
Mulder: Sick would describe him. We found women's fingers in his freezer. He liked to eat them with his peas and carrots.
Scully: A man escaped from prison.
Mulder: Not a man. Donnie Pfaster. And he didn't just escape, he walked out. He walked out of a maximum security facility and no one seems to know how he did it.
Scully: Isn't that why we're here?
Mulder: That's why I'm here. I don't know about you. Why are you here? Go home, Scully.
Scully: Mulder, this case doesn't bother me.
Mulder: The man abducted you. Donnie Pfaster did a number on your head like I've never seen and it's okay . . . to walk away.
Scully: Mulder, that man does things to people that no one should ever have to think about. It's not a question of if I should stay. I don't have a choice. So let's get to work.
Brigham: I'm a Christian man.
Mulder: Then I know you'll tell me the truth.
Mulder: How do you explain that?
Brigham: God works in mysterious ways, Brother.
(Mulder raises and lowers his outstretched palm.)
Brigham: Glory. Amen.
(As Mulder raises and lowers his hand, Brigham raises and lowers his foot and says the words, a rapturous smile on his face.)
Brigham: Glory. Amen. Glory. Amen.
Mulder: Post-hypnotic suggestion. Did you see him?
Scully: You mean, did I see him raise his foot? Yes, I saw that.
Mulder: A programmed behavior prompted and manifested by suggestion in this case, a rhythmic motion of the hands producing a unconscious act in a conscious state. (Mulder raises and lowers his hand in front of Scully.) Doesn't work on you.
Scully: I know what hypnosis is, Mulder.
Mulder: Group hypnosis.
Scully: If you're suggesting that Donnie Pfaster escaped from prison using a technique from a Vegas lounge act I'd think again.
Scully: I haven't heard that song since high school. That's the second time I've heard it in the last hour.
Mulder: Well, I think if it was a make out song I think it'd be ruined forever now, huh?
Mulder: God is a spectator, Scully. He just reads the box scores.
Mulder: Well, all right. Come with me, Scout. I'll show you how the Reverend talks to God.
Scully: Well, nobody can stop the world, Mulder. I don't care how many holes they have in their head.
(An apartment - hasn't been redecorated since the 70's. Pfaster is wearing only a pair of tighty-whitey men's shorts. Can you say EWW!!!)
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