3X24 Talitha Cumi

Mulder: Will you talk to me, Mr Muntz? Can you tell me what happen?

Galen Muntz: God... spared my life today. He took pity on my soul and he washed away my sins.

Mulder: How do you mean?

Galen Muntz: He reached down and he healed me with his hand... with the palm of his hand.

Mulder: Who did?

Galen Muntz: A man. A holy man. All I can think is... must have been the good lord himself.

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Smoking Man: It struck me as I was sitting here.

Teena Mulder: What?

Smoking Man: Everything changes but the sea.

Teena Mulder: What do you want from me?

Smoking Man: I thought we might at least allow ourselves to reminisce.

Teena Mulder: I have nothing to say to you.

Smoking Man: Really? We used to have so much to say to each other. So many good times at the Mulder summer place. Your kids... young and energetic. I remember water-skiing down there with Bill. He was a good water-skier, your husband. Not as good as I was but then... that could be said about so many things. Couldn't it?

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Scully: Mulder, I'm going to drive you to the nearest motel. It's been a very long day...

Mulder: I want to go back to DC.

Scully: To do what?

Mulder: I want to find out who this miracle man is.

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Scully: Where are you going?

Mulder: If I told you, you'd never let me go.

Scully: Mulder, you haven't slept in almost 24 hours.

Mulder: Call me if you find anything.

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Mr X: He wants something from her, something she may have kept in this house. Unless you know another reason they would have chosen to meet here.

Mulder: On the day my parents divorced, my mother vowed never to set foot in the summer house again. I know my mother, she kept her word.

Mr X: It could be something very old. Certainly something very important.

Mulder: I have no idea what that could be.

Mr X: No idea at all?

Mulder: No.

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Smoking Man: This becomes a responsibility. The thing I am now called upon to put right and put down. Certainly you expected nothing less.

Jeremiah Smith: I'm not ashamed of my actions.

Smoking Man: Ashamed? You're not allowed the luxury of human weakness and penitence. You're not allowed to put your indulgences ahead of the greater purpose.

Jeremiah Smith: I no longer believe in the greater purpose.

Smoking Man: Then your fate is just.

Jeremiah Smith: My justice is not for you to mete out. You may have reason, you have no right. You have no means either.

Smoking Man: You presume to dictate duty to me? Have you any idea what the cost of your actions is? What their effect might be? Who are you to give them hope?

Jeremiah Smith: What do you give them?

Smoking Man: We give them happiness and they give us authority.

Jeremiah Smith: The authority to take away their freedom under guise of democracy.

Smoking Man: Men can never be free, because they're weak, corrupt, worthless and restless. The people believe in authority. They've grown tired of waiting for miracle and mystery. Science is their religion. No greater explanation exists for them. They must never believe any differently if the project is to go forward.

Jeremiah Smith: At what cost to them?

Smoking Man: The question is irrelevant, and the outcome inevitable. The date is set.

[Jeremiah Smith changes to look like Deep Throat]

Deep Throat: At what cost to them for your own selfish benefit? How many must die at your hand to preserve your stake in the project?

Smoking Man: I'm not impressed by your miracles or moved by your trickery. Your justice will be meted out.

Deep Throat: By whom this time? And by what tool?

Smoking Man: By those who possess the tool of your destruction.

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Mulder: I want his name. I want to know everything about him.

Skinner: Excuse me?

Mulder: I want the Smoking Man smoked out. I want him exposed to be the murdering son of a bitch that he is.

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Mulder: The only thing that matters is that that man is called to answer. Now I want his name.

Skinner: I don't know his name.

Mulder: You know how to get it.

Skinner: These men don't have names.

Mulder: Well then you tell me how to find him.

Skinner: Agent Mulder, there was a time when I might have been able to tell you how to contact him, but that time is past.

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Smoking Man: It's only a matter of time now.

Jeremiah Smith: You put me in a cage within a cage. Why are you so afraid of me?

Smoking Man: I'm not.

Jeremiah Smith: Yes you are. You live in fear. That's your whole life.

Smoking Man: You don't know anything about me.

Jeremiah Smith: I know everything about you. You think the miracles I perform are the extent of my power.

Smoking Man: You think you're god. You're a drone, a catalogue, chattel.

Jeremiah Smith: What you're afraid of is... they'll believe I am god.

Smoking Man: Well that doesn't matter. Most of them have ceased to believe in god.

Jeremiah Smith: Why?

Smoking Man: Because god presents them with no miracles to earn their faith.

Jeremiah Smith: You think when man ceases to believe in miracles he rejects god?

Smoking Man: Of course.

Jeremiah Smith: You rule over them in god's name.

Smoking Man: They don't believe in him, but they still fear him. They're afraid not to because they're afraid of freedom.

Jeremiah Smith: And you give them happiness.

Smoking Man: We appease their conscience. Anyone who can appease a man's conscience can take his freedom away from him.

[Jeremiah Smith changes to look like William Mulder]

William Mulder: And if you can't appease their conscience you kill them. But you can't kill them all. You can't kill their love. Which is what makes them who they are. Makes them better than us. Better than you.

Smoking Man: You talk. I'm not one of you.

William Mulder: No. All you want is to be part of it. Is to be one of the commandants when the process begins.

[Jeremiah Smith changes back to himself]

Jeremiah Smith: But you are wrong.

Smoking Man: Oh. Am I?

Jeremiah Smith: Yes. You are dying of lung cancer.

Smoking Man: It's a lie.

Jeremiah Smith: You think it's a lie?

Smoking Man: You want to save your life.

Jeremiah Smith: And you?

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Mulder: You going to smoke that? Or you want to smoke on this? [Mulder pulls his gun]

Smoking Man: Are you giving me a choice?

Mulder: I should shoot you right here, but they'd probably would be able to save you.

Smoking Man: Do it. Do it Agent Mulder.

Mulder: Or maybe shoot a bullet through your brain so you'd be bedridden on a bed for the rest of your life.

Smoking Man: How is she?

Mulder: What do you care?

Smoking Man: I've known your mother since before you were born, Fox.

Mulder: I don't care.

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Mulder: It's a weapon, isn't it? Used to pierce the back of the neck. It's the only way we can kill them.

Mr X: A simple gunshot won't do.

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Mulder: [to Mr X] Let me get clear on something here. What we're talking about is colonisation. The date is set, isn't it?

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Mr X: You're a dead man, Agent Mulder. One way, or the other.