One Breath (2x08)
"The Truth Is Out There"
MARGARET SCULLY: For her birthday, Dana's brothers had given her a B.B. gun and were showing her how to use it. Their father had told them only to shoot cans... But in a patch of grass, Bill Jr. found a garter snake. And they began shooting. Wanting to fit in with her brothers, Dana also shot at the snake. It squirmed wildly, desperately fighting for life but as the boys continued to shoot the snake began to bleed. When she realized what she had done... Dana began to cry with irrevocable guilt. Through her tears, she was saying that... something was missing from the snake. She had taken something that was not hers to take. And although deathly afraid of snakes, Dana held the animal as if sheer human will could keep it alive. The snake, its blood on her hands, died. There was nothing she could do to bring it back.
LANGLY: You look down, Mulder. Tell you what, you're welcome to come over Saturday night. We're all hopping on the internet to nitpick the scientific inaccuracies of "Earth 2."
MULDER: I'm doing my laundry.
BYERS: The Thinker reports the protein chains are a result of branched DNA.
MULDER: Branched DNA?
LANGLY: The cutting edge of genetic engineering.
BYERS: A biological equivalent of a silicon microchip.
LANGLY: This is way beyond cutting edge. This technology's fifty years down the line.
SKINNER: There is no police report of this incident, Agent Mulder, and there is no body. You know that.
MULDER: Since I am unfamiliar with any such incident, sir, no, how would I know that?
SKINNER: Knock it off!
MULDER: How's it feel? Constant denial of everything, questions answered with a question.
SKINNER: I want to know what happened, damn it.
MULDER: Him. That's what happened. CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN! He's responsible for what happened to Scully!
SKINNER: How do you know that?
MULDER: It's a rumor. Who is he?
SKINNER: It's not your...
MULDER: Oh, you can have it all, you can have my badge, you can have the X-Files, just tell me where he is.
SKINNER: And then what? He sleeps with the fishes? We're not the mafia, Agent Mulder. I know it's easy to forget but we work for the Department of Justice.
MULDER: That's what I want.
SKINNER: Agent Scully was a fine officer. More than that, I liked her. I respected her. We all know the field we play on and we all know what can happen in the course of a game. If you were unprepared for all the potentials, then you shouldn't step on the field.
WOMAN: Pardon me, sir, do you have change for the cigarette machine?
MULDER: No. Sorry, I don't.
MELISSA SCULLY: What do you mean, yourself?
WOMAN: There's a pack already here... Morley's. Not my brand.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: How'd you find me?
MULDER: Shut up! Tonight, I ask the questions! You're going to answer me, you son of a bitch!
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Don't try and threaten me, Mulder. I've watched presidents die.
MULDER: Why her? Why her and not me? Answer me!
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I like you. I like her too. That's why she was returned to you.
"To Assistant Director Walter S. Skinner
Please accept my resignation from the Federal Bureau of Investigation effective immediately.
SKINNER: It's unacceptable. Look, I know you feel responsible for Agent Scully, but I will not accept resignation and defeat as self-punishment.
MULDER: All the forensics, the field investigations, the eyewitness accounts... to still know nothing. To lose myself... and Scully. I hate what I've become.
SKINNER: When I was eighteen, I, uh... I went to Vietnam. I wasn't drafted, Mulder, I... I enlisted in the Marine Corps the day of my eighteenth birthday. I did it on a blind faith. I did it because I believed it was the right thing to do. I don't know, maybe I still do. Three weeks into my tour, a ten-year-old North Vietnamese boy walked into camp covered with grenades and I, uh... I blew his head off from a distance of ten yards.
I lost my faith. Not in my country or in myself, but in everything. There was just no point to anything anymore. One night on patrol, we were, uh... caught... and everyone... everyone fell. I mean, everyone. I looked down... at my body... from outside of it. I didn't recognize it at first. I watched the V.C. strip my uniform, take my weapon and I remained... in this thick jungle... peaceful... unafraid... watching my... my dead friends. Watching myself. In the morning, the corpsmen arrived and put me in a bodybag until... I guess they found a pulse. I woke in a Saigon hospital two weeks later.
I'm afraid to look any further beyond that experience. You? You are not. Your resignation is unacceptable.
X: I can't tell you why she was taken. It's too close to me. I'm giving you the men who took her.
X: They believe you'll be out of town. They believe you have information about Scully being kept in your desk in your apartment. At 8:17 tonight, they'll search your apartment. They will be armed. You will be waiting.
X: To defend yourself with terminal intensity. It's the only way, Mulder. The law will not punish these people. After tonight, we cannot make contact for several weeks.
MELISSA SCULLY: Why is it so dark in here?
MULDER: Because the lights aren't on.
MARGARET SCULLY: Hello, Fox.
SCULLY: Not Fox, Mulder.
MULDER: How you feeling?
SCULLY: Mulder, I don't remember anything... after Duane Barry...
MULDER: Doesn't... doesn't matter. Brought you a present. "Superstars of the Super Bowl."
SCULLY: I knew there was a reason to live.
SCULLY: Could I see Nurse Owens? I've got something I'd like her to have.
NURSE: Nurse who?
SCULLY: Owens. Short with straight light brown hair? She watched over me in intensive care and I'd like to thank her.
NURSE: Dana, I've worked here for ten years and there's no Nurse Owens at this hospital.