Mulder: You have to admit, that was exciting. Mission Control and all.
Scully: Yeah, ranks right up there with getting a pony and learning to braid my own hair.
Cultin: So Mulder, what do you think? Does this look like the work of little green men?
Cultin: Excuse me?
Mulder: Grey. You said green men. The reticulant skin tone is actually grey. They're notorious for there extraction of terrestrial human livers. Due to iron depletion in the Reticulan galaxy.
Cultin: You can't be serious?
Mulder: Do you have any idea what liver and onions go for in Reticula?
Scully: Oh God, Mulder, it smells like... I think it's bile.
Mulder: How can I get it off my fingers fast without betraying my cool exterior?
Mulder: Sometimes the need to mess with their heads, outweighs the millstone of humiliation.
Scully: I mean, there's nothing odd about... (toads start falling from the sky, then stop)
Mulder: So, lunch?
Scully: Mulder, toads just fell from the sky!
Mulder: Guess their parachutes didn't open. What did you say about this place not feeling odd?
Description: Mulder and Scully come into the Colonel's office as he's having breakfast.
Colonel: I'm sorry, I'm having my breakfast.
Mulder: That's alright, we already ate.
Scully: What ever happened to trust no one?
Mulder: I changed it to trust everyone. Didn't I tell you?
Sheriff Hamilton: You don't mean to tell me you think these tracks were made by the Fiji Mermaid?!
Scully: Do you recall what Barnum said about suckers?
(Nods meaningfully toward Mulder)
Mr. Nutt: I've taken in your all-American features, your dour demeanor, your unimaginative necktie design, and concluded you work for the government. An FBI Agent. But do you see the tragedy here? I have mistakenly reduced you to a stereotype. A caricature. Instead of regarding you as a specific, unique individual.
Mulder: But I am an FBI agent.
Description: Mulder and Scully are caught digging in Sheriff Hamilton's back yard.The Complete List of Mulderisms/Scullyisms
Sheriff Hamilton: May I ask what you're doing?
Mulder: We're exhuming...your potato?
Scully: (Gives long explination about serial killers posing as police officers)
Mulder (interrupting): We found out you used to be a dog-faced boy.
Sheriff Hamilton: Investigation not going so well, huh?
(Mulder and Scully sigh)
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