2X12 Aubrey

[Mulder is examining dental x-rays]

Scully: Any cavities?

Mulder: I brush after every meal. Would you say they match?

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Mulder: During their time, Cheney's and Ledbetter's ideas weren't very well received by their peers. Using psychology to solve a crime was something like...

Scully: Believing in the paranormal?

Mulder: Exactly. But there's another mystery.

Scully: Which is?

Mulder: Well, I'd like to know why this police woman would suddenly drive her car into a field the size of Rhode Island and for no rhyme or reason dig up the bones of a man whose been missing for 50 years. I mean unless there was a neon sign saying Dig Here.

Scully: I guess that's why we're going to Aubrey.

Mulder: Yes, and also... I've always been intrigued by women named BJ.

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[Mulder is reading Agent Sam Cheney's journal]

Scully: Well that's poetic but it doesn't help us much.

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Scully: Mulder, I don't think BJ was in the woods that night because of engine failure.

Mulder: What are you talking about?

Scully: Well the Motel Black would have been a perfect meeting place. Away from town, away from his wife.

Mulder: What do you mean?

Scully: It's obvious BJ and Tillman are having an affair.

Mulder: How do you know?

Scully: A woman senses these things.

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Mulder: Well, I've often felt that dreams are answers to questions we haven't yet figured out how to ask.

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Scully: Cokely carved sister on the chest of his victim Linda Thibedeaux before she was able to escape and get help from a neighbour.

Mulder: And the police never made the connection to the 1942 homicides?

Scully: No.

Mulder: Well, I don't want to jump to any rash conclusions but I'd say he's definitely our prime subject, huh?

Scully: Mulder, the man we're talking about is 77 years old.

Mulder: Well, George Foreman won the heavyweight crown at 45. Some people are late bloomers.

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Mulder: You mean a hunch?

Scully: Yeah, something like that.

Mulder: That's a pretty extreme hunch.

Scully: I seem to recall you having some pretty extreme hunches.

Mulder: I never have...

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Harry Cokely: Doctors said I was sick back then. They gave me some pills. I served my time and now I'm better.

Scully: What kind of pills.

Harry Cokely: Red and white ones, little sister.

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Harry Cokely: On the night you're talking about, I was sitting here watching a show about a lost dog. Then after that it was a show about a —

Scully: That won't be necessary.

Harry Cokely: Good. Now, are you about finished with me, little sister?

Scully: For now.

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Scully: I don't think that Mendel had serial killers in mind when he developed his theory on genetics.

Mulder: You know, when I was a kid I would have nightmares. I'd wake up in the middle of the night thinking I was the only person left in the world... and I would hear this... [Mulder cracks a sunflower seed]

Scully: What?

Mulder: My Dad would be in the study eating these.

Scully: What does that have to do with Cokely?

Mulder: Well on a basic cellular level we're the sum total of all our ancestors biological matter. But what if more than biological traits get passed down from generation to generation. What if I like sunflower seeds because I'm genetically predisposed to liking them.

Scully: But children aren't born liking sunflower seeds. Environments shape them, behaviour patterns are taught.

Mulder: There are countless stories of twins who are separated at birth who end up in the same occupation, marrying the same kind of people, each naming their child Waldo.

Scully: Waldo?

Mulder: Jung wrote about it when he talked of the collective unconscious. It's genetic memory, Scully.

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Scully: Danny tracked down Mrs Thibedeax's son. He was a policeman named Raymond Morrow.

Mulder: That's BJ's father.

Scully: BJ's Cokely's granddaughter

Mulder: She's responsible for the murders.

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Scully: Well then how do you explain the cuts on her own chest?

Mulder: I can't explain everything. Maybe she carved them on herself or maybe it's some kind of weird stigmata. Whatever it is, BJ's not herself.

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Detective Morrow: [to Mulder] This time you'll stay dead.