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Deputy Wetzel: I don't know what it is about a full moon. It's just something about it. People just go off the wall. I mean, these are some pretty scary neighborhoods to begin with.
Mulder: Also, these sightings only occur on nights when there's a full moon which tells me something.
Sergeant Duthie: What?
Mulder: What you saw was large, right? Maybe seven, eight feet tall when it stood up on its two legs? And it was covered in fur and had glowing red eyes and claws . . . (Mulder has his hands up in a menacing clawlike gesture. Duthie is staring at him in disbelief.) Claws sharp enough to gouge the wood off that front door.
Duthie: You're not serious.
Mulder: And dare I forget teeth. It bit you, didn't it? (grabs Wetzel's wrist) Look at that. Deputy, how long were you going to hide that from the E.M.T.S?
Wetzel: I mean, I didn't see anything that he's talking about.
Duthie: Big teeth, eight feet tall? What the hell are you describing?
Mulder: A werewolf.
Duthie: Excuse me?
Mulder: Unfortunately there, Deputy, you've been bitten. The skin is broken. Werewolf lore pretty much universally holds that someone who's been bitten by such a creature is going to become such a creature himself, so . . .
Wetzel: Wait a minute. I mean, that's not what really happened, though.
Mulder: I'm sorry, but you're going to have to be isolated and kept under guard.
Duthie: With all due respect what the *bleep* are you talking about?
Mulder: I'm talking about preventing this man from becoming a danger to himself and to others.
Duthie: Can I see your badge again?
Scully: Mulder, have you noticed that we're on television?
Mulder: I don't think it's live television, Scully. She just said *bleep*.
Scully: Look, Mulder, you want to talk about werewolves to me you can knock yourself out. I may not agree with you but at least I'm not going to hold it against you but this . . . Mulder, this could ruin your career.
Mulder: (laughing) What career? Scully, I appreciate it. You don't want me looking foolish. I do. I appreciate that.
Mrs. Guerrero: Claw monster. Claw monster. (Pointing at the drawing of Freddy Krueger)
Deputy Juan Molina: Claw monster. Boy, you know, they kill him in every movie and he just keeps coming back. (chuckles and heads for the door.) I'm sorry.
Mulder: (grinning) So, what did Skinner say?
Scully: He said that the FBI has nothing to hide . . . and neither do we.
Mulder: Well, if it makes you feel any better, Scully, I'm not entirely convinced that
we're looking for a werewolf anymore.
Scully: Oh. All right, good.
(Mulder shows Steve and Edy the pictures of the werewolf and Freddy Kreuger.)
Mulder: Did you see anything . . . that looked like this?
Steve: Ooh, stop.
Mulder: Or this?
Steve: Ooh, excuse me?
Edy: That's going to give me nightmares.
Mulder: So, apparently, we're on the lookout for someone whose hair matches her fingernails -- bubblegum pink. (smiles and glances over at Scully) That'd be a good color for you, Scully.
Officer: This is my favorite part of the job -- knocking down crack houses.
Wetzel: I heard that.
Scully: Chuco Munoz, the man himself. Only distinguishing feature is a tattoo on his skull.
Mulder: He's not our guy.
Scully: What do you mean?
Mulder: I don't care how bad his rep is, he can't turn over a squad car.
(Mulder is following Scully up to Steve and Edy's front door. He speaks over his shoulder to the camera.)
Mulder: Well, we're back at the home of Steve and Edy. Should probably check on them because they seem to fit a victim profile.
Scully: I'm sorry. Are you talking to me?
(Mulder and Scully exit the house. Another camera team arrives with Wetzel. Scully looks at them with horror.)
Scully: Oh, God. More of you?
Mulder: (to Scully) All right. Make it fast. Fill that tank up with gas.
Wetzel: You really believe me, huh? You really believe I saw what I thought I saw?
Mulder: Yeah, I believe you.
Wetzel: Why?
Mulder: Why do I believe you?
Wetzel: Yeah. I mean, what proof do you have what I'm saying is real? I mean, it's not . . . it's not on the video tape.
Mulder: The camera doesn't always tell the whole story.
Wetzel: You know, I've been on the job 18 months -- all I ever wanted to do. Right out of the gate, I get some kind of rep like I'm crazy? I mean, you know how cops are. How's somebody supposed to live that down?
Mulder: I don't know. Uh, I guess just do good work.
Wetzel: And it's hard to have a fast-track career in law enforcement when everybody think you're nuts.
Mulder: Tell me about it.
Coroner's Assistant: Well, we got murder victims stacked three-deep in the freezer. Plus you got this camera crew reporting everything. Why?
Scully: (to the camera) Because the FBI has nothing to hide.
(Mulder and Scully see the closet door handle jiggling. Mulder quickly opens it revealing two camera crew guys. They scream and wave the microphone threateningly. Scully slams the door shut again.)
Scully: Damn it. I hate you guys.
Mulder: Wetzel? It can't hurt you! You're a *bleep* Sheriff's Deputy, Wetzel! Don't be afraid now. (glancing at the camera) And you're on national television, so cowboy up!
Scully: You think the Deputy stopped it whatever it was?
Mulder: Maybe it just went away until the next full moon. I don't know. You've got to figure there's enough fear in the world that if it doesn't show up in Willow Park it's going to show up someplace else.
Scully: (sounds disappointed for him) You didn't get the proof that you wanted, Mulder.
Mulder: (pointing up at the camera) Well, hey, you know, it all depends on how they edit it together.
Scully: It's going to be a hard one to write up.
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