THE X-FILES Arcadia (6x13) written by Daniel Arkin |
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SCULLY: The local police department were at a dead end so they turned to the FBI. AD Skinner, in assigning us this case, thought a fruitful approach to the investigation would be if we went undercover posing as prospective home buyers as this planned community would seem to hide a dark, possibly murderous conspiracy of silence. MULDER: You want to make that honeymoon video now? SCULLY: Rob and Laura Petrie? MULDER: "Pee-trie." SCULLY: Mulder, if we ever go undercover again I get to choose the names, okay? SCULLY: This tells me that you're not taking this seriously. MULDER: I'm taking it seriously. I just don't understand why we're on it. It's our first catch back on the X-Files. This isn't an X-File. SCULLY: Sure it is. It's unexplained. What do you want, aliens? Tractor beams? MULDER: Wow. Admit it, you just want to play house. Woman, get back in here and make me a sandwich! WIN SHROEDER: So... Where'd you two meet? MULDER: Actually, it was at a UFO conference. WIN SHROEDER: Flying saucers? Interesting. Wouldn't have thought you folks would have been into that. MULDER: Well, it's not me so much as Laura. She's quite the New-Ager. I mean, she's into those magnetic bracelets and crystals and mood rings, what have you. I mean, God bless her she's a sucker for all that stuff. SCULLY: Look, Mulder, huge creatures aside do you care to hear what I think? MULDER: Always. GENE GOGOLAK: When the judge asks you who killed the Klines what exactly are you going to tell him? MULDER: A tulpa. It's a Tibetan thought-form. It's a living, breathing creature willed into existence by someone who possesses that ability-- an ability I think you picked up on your whirligig-buying excursions to the Far East. Why'd you do it? I mean, is it so damn important for everybody to have the same color mailbox? GENE GOGOLAK: It's important that people fit in. MULDER: But you didn't know exactly what you were getting into, did you? I mean, you can summon its existence, but... you can give it life, but you can't control it. The best you can hope for is to stay out of its way.
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