2X03 Blood

Postal Machine: [to Ed Funsch] KILL. KILL. KILL 'EM. KILL 'EM ALL.

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Elevator: [to real estate agent] NO AIR. CAN'T BREATHE. KILL 'EM ALL.

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Sheriff Spencer: Things like this aren't supposed to happen here.

Mulder: A 42 year old real estate agent murders four strangers with his bare hands. That's not supposed to happen anywhere.

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Sheriff Spencer: Played softball with this guy over Labor Day. He was one of those nice guys. Couldn't play and didn't bitch about being stuck in right field...

Mulder: What's wrong with right field?

Sheriff Spencer: Always the first one to shake hands at the end of the game... didn't matter whether he won or lost...

Mulder: Gotta have an arm to play right field...

Sheriff Spencer: Bought a round of beers afterwards even though he didn't drink...

Mulder: I played right field.

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ATM Display: [to Ed Funsch] SECURITY GUARD. TAKE HIS GUN. KILL 'EM ALL.

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Mulder: There have been reported abductee paranoia in UFO mass abduction cases...

Scully: [reading Mulder's emailed case study report] I was wondering when you'd get to that.

Mulder: ...I find no evidence of this to be the case.

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Diagnostic Engine Tester: [to Bonnie McRoberts] LIAR. HE'S A LIAR. HE'LL RAPE YOU. HE'LL KILL. YOU KILL HIM FIRST.

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Larry Winter: Agent Mulder? Larry Winter, County Supervisor.

Mulder: [holding up gloved hand] Pardon my rubber.

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Mulder: Mrs McRoberts?

Bonnie McRoberts: Yes?

Mulder: This is Sheriff Spencer. I'm Agent Fox Mulder with the Federal Bureau of Investigation. May we come in?

Bonnie McRoberts: I'm late for work.

Mulder: You can blame me. Been having some car trouble?

Bonnie McRoberts: That's my husband's department.

Mulder: May I speak with him?

Bonnie McRoberts: He just took the car to Pittsburgh for a business meeting. Is it okay if I have my breakfast?

Mulder: It's the day's most important meal.

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Microwave: [to Bonnie McRoberts] HE KNOWS. KILL 'EM BOTH.

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Television in Department Store: [to Ed Funsch] BEHIND YOU. [Gun display in sporting goods department] DO IT!

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Frohike: Hmm... [Examining the fly that Mulder brought]

Byers: In our April edition of The Lone Gunman we ran an article on the CIA's new CCD-TH 2138 fibre-optic lens micro video camera.

Langly: Small enough to be placed on the back of a fly.

Mulder: Imagine being one of those flies on the wall of the Oval Office...

Frohike: Been there... Done that...

Byers: That is an Eurasian Cluster Fly. They infest vegetation like, uh, apples or cherries and can inflict a great deal of damage to crops.

Langly: This one's probably been irradiated to control propagation.

Byers: Or, agents of competing South American agricultural corporations posing as Franklin City employees are releasing fertile flies to destroy the crop.

Frohike: [dunks fly in Petrie dish, fly fries] Nope. This bug's been nuked.

Mulder: [patting Byers on back] It was a fine effort, though. Have you ever come across this chemical compound?

Langly: LSDM. Obviously you haven't read our August edition of TLG?

Mulder: Oh, I'm sorry, boys. It arrived the same day as my subscription to Celebrity Skin.

Byers: Come over here.

Frohike: [playing with night goggles] So, Mulder? Where's your little partner?

Mulder: She wouldn't come... She's afraid of her love for you.

Frohike: She's tasty.

Mulder: You know, Frohike, it's men like you that give perversion a bad name.

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Mulder: Hey, Frohike! Can I borrow these? [Night goggles]

Frohike: If I can have Scully's phone number.

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Larry Winter: I checked up on you. You have a pension for... spooky evidence.

Mulder: Don't start with that tired crap. Don't start diverting blame.

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Mulder: Scully, are you familiar with subliminal messages?

Scully: You mean like sex in ice cubes of liquor ads? That's paranoia.

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[Sheriff Spencer leaves while Mulder's telling Scully about subliminal messages]

Mulder: He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead...

Scully: Mulder, I was wrong. Exposure to the insecticide does induce paranoia.

Mulder: I think this area is being subjected to a controlled experiment.

Scully: Controlled by who? By the government, by a corporation, by Reticulans?

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Scully: But why, Mulder? Why would they intentionally create a populace that destroys itself?

Mulder: Fear. It's the oldest tool of power. If you're distracted by fear of those around you, it keeps you from seeing the actions of those above.

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Television: [to Ed Funsch] BLOOD.

Calculator: BLOOD.

Digital Watch: KILL.

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Scully: This is odd... [examining ripped-out doorbell]

Mulder: Frustrated Jehovah's Witness?

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Bus Display: [to Ed Funsch] THEY'RE WAITING. GET OFF.

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College Marquee: [to Ed Funsch] UP. [Clock tower]

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Mobile Phone: [to Mulder] ALL DONE BYE BYE