- Oct 9, 1999
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Hey, we've had a Simpsons thread. Why not the X-files. 
Mulder: He just wants some dating advice.
Scully: From whom?
Mulder: Yours truly. [Long silence.] Hello? Scully?
Scully: Mulder, when was the last time you went on a date?
Mulder: I will talk to you later.
[hangs up]
Scully: The blind leading the blind.
Mulder: I was told once that the best way to regenerate body heat was to crawl naked into a sleeping bag with someone else who is already naked.
Scully: Maybe if it starts raining sleeping bags, you might get lucky.
Scully: Have you ever had any dealings with a cow?
Mulder: Agent Scully, WHAT are you implying?
Morris: You guys are the Lone Gunmen aren't you? You guys are my heroes. I mean look at the crap you print.
Byers: We uncover the truth.
Morris: The truth? That's what's so great about you monkeys. Not only do you believe the horse pucky we create, you broadcast it as well. I mean look at this! [Headline reads: "Saddam testing mandroid army in Iraqi desert."] There is no Saddam Hussein. This guy's name is John Gillnitz, we found him doing dinner theatre in Tulsa. Did a mean "King and I." Plays good ethnics.
Langly: Are you trying to say that Saddam Hussein is a goverment plant?
Morris: I'm saying I invented the guy. We set him up in '79. He rattles his saber whenever we need a good distraction. Ah... if you boys only knew how many of your stories I dreamed up while on the pot.
Scully: Mulder, toads just fell from the sky!
Mulder: I guess their parachutes didn't open.
Scully: I noticed you drop everything fast enough in order to help her out.
Mulder: I was merely extending her a professional courtesy.
Scully: Oh, is that what you were extending?
Scully: Mulder, did you see their eyes? If I were that stoned...
Mulder: Ooh! If you were that stoned what?
Mulder: Will you let me drive!
Scully: I'm driving! Why do you always have to drive?! Because you're the guy? Because you're the big, macho man?
Mulder: No. I was just never sure your little feet could reach the pedals.
Scully: You're so consumed by your personal vengeance against life, whether it be its inherent cruelties or mysteries, that everything takes on a warped significance to fit your megalomaniacal cosmology.
Mulder: Are you coming on to me, Scully?
[Teaching Scully to hit a fastball]
Mulder: What you may find is you concentrate on hitting that little ball, the rest of the world just fades away. All your everyday nagging concerns. The ticking of your biological clock. How you probably couldn't afford that nice, new suede coat on a G-woman's salary. How you threw away a promising career in medicine to hunt aliens with a crackpot -- albeit brilliant -- partner. Getting into the heart of a global conspiracy. Your obscenely overdue triple-x bill. Oh, I'm sorry, Scully, those last two problems are mine, not yours.
Scully: Spontaneous human combustion.
Mulder: [grinning] Scully.
Scully: Well, isn't that where you were going with this?
Mulder: Dear Diary, today my heart leapt when Agent Scully suggested spontaneous human combustion.
Scully: Mulder, there are one or two somewhat well-documented cases. [Mulder nods, grinning.] Mulder, shut up.
Mulder: He just wants some dating advice.
Scully: From whom?
Mulder: Yours truly. [Long silence.] Hello? Scully?
Scully: Mulder, when was the last time you went on a date?
Mulder: I will talk to you later.
[hangs up]
Scully: The blind leading the blind.
Mulder: I was told once that the best way to regenerate body heat was to crawl naked into a sleeping bag with someone else who is already naked.
Scully: Maybe if it starts raining sleeping bags, you might get lucky.
Scully: Have you ever had any dealings with a cow?
Mulder: Agent Scully, WHAT are you implying?
Morris: You guys are the Lone Gunmen aren't you? You guys are my heroes. I mean look at the crap you print.
Byers: We uncover the truth.
Morris: The truth? That's what's so great about you monkeys. Not only do you believe the horse pucky we create, you broadcast it as well. I mean look at this! [Headline reads: "Saddam testing mandroid army in Iraqi desert."] There is no Saddam Hussein. This guy's name is John Gillnitz, we found him doing dinner theatre in Tulsa. Did a mean "King and I." Plays good ethnics.
Langly: Are you trying to say that Saddam Hussein is a goverment plant?
Morris: I'm saying I invented the guy. We set him up in '79. He rattles his saber whenever we need a good distraction. Ah... if you boys only knew how many of your stories I dreamed up while on the pot.
Scully: Mulder, toads just fell from the sky!
Mulder: I guess their parachutes didn't open.
Scully: I noticed you drop everything fast enough in order to help her out.
Mulder: I was merely extending her a professional courtesy.
Scully: Oh, is that what you were extending?
Scully: Mulder, did you see their eyes? If I were that stoned...
Mulder: Ooh! If you were that stoned what?
Mulder: Will you let me drive!
Scully: I'm driving! Why do you always have to drive?! Because you're the guy? Because you're the big, macho man?
Mulder: No. I was just never sure your little feet could reach the pedals.
Scully: You're so consumed by your personal vengeance against life, whether it be its inherent cruelties or mysteries, that everything takes on a warped significance to fit your megalomaniacal cosmology.
Mulder: Are you coming on to me, Scully?
[Teaching Scully to hit a fastball]
Mulder: What you may find is you concentrate on hitting that little ball, the rest of the world just fades away. All your everyday nagging concerns. The ticking of your biological clock. How you probably couldn't afford that nice, new suede coat on a G-woman's salary. How you threw away a promising career in medicine to hunt aliens with a crackpot -- albeit brilliant -- partner. Getting into the heart of a global conspiracy. Your obscenely overdue triple-x bill. Oh, I'm sorry, Scully, those last two problems are mine, not yours.
Scully: Spontaneous human combustion.
Mulder: [grinning] Scully.
Scully: Well, isn't that where you were going with this?
Mulder: Dear Diary, today my heart leapt when Agent Scully suggested spontaneous human combustion.
Scully: Mulder, there are one or two somewhat well-documented cases. [Mulder nods, grinning.] Mulder, shut up.