Mulder
How do you explain your unique ability?
DDaryl
I don't. It's complicated.
Mulder
Try me. I watch the Weather Channel.
DDaryl
If you're wondering did I ask for this gift no, sir, I did not, no more than I asked to lose this here limb. But I should've expected it and I'll tell you why. Because I come from a long line of healing people. I'm a spiritual man, in touch... with the really real. The... the unseen real.
Mulder
Scully, I don't think it's a coincidence that a cow gets hurled at me just as we're down here investigating the weather.
(checking his scalp and forehead) Mulder, did they check you for head trauma?
Mulder
I'm telling you, that cow had my name on it.
(on phone) Mulder, it's me.
Mulder
(on phone) I'm on my way.
I'm not so sure. Have you looked outside lately? It's pea soup. Our plane can't take off until after this fog lifts.
Mulder
Fog? (looks accusingly at Holman) Holman!
[Holman shrugs.]
Mulder
Yeah... he wants advice. Dating advice.
Dating advice? From whom?
Mulder
Yours truly. (VERY long pause) Hello? Hey, Scully. Scully, you there?
I heard you. Mulder, when was the last time you went on a date?
Mulder
(pauses; in a controlled way, one word at a time) I will talk to you later.
(to herself, after hanging up) The blind leading the blind.
I've been envious of men like you my whole life. Based on your physical bearing, I'd assumed you were... More experienced. I mean... You spend every day with agent Scully a beautiful, enchanting woman. And you two never, uh...? (no response from Mulder) I... confess I find that shocking. I... I've seen how you two gaze at one another.
[Long pause. Mulder puts his arm on Holman's shoulders; they walk toward Sheila's office.]
Mulder
This is about you, Holman. I'm here to help you. I'm perfectly happy with my friendship with Agent Scully.
So according to your theory I walk in there, tell her I love her and the drought will end?
Mulder
Just tell her how you feel. (Holman starts walking inside) And Holman. I do not gaze at Scully.
[All the couples at the reunion are dancing and kissing, including Holman and Sheila.]
Mulder
I didn't know reunions could be so...
[Holman and Sheila approach.]
Mulder
Well, how'd it go?
You should try it sometime.
Mulder
What happened today? Anything out of the ordinary?
I'm not going to play this game.
Look, it could've been anything. It could have been the slightest touch, or a handshake.
Mulder
This morning, you woke up...
Mulder
Alone?
Mulder
So they're splitting us up, huh?
Mulder
No?
This is a one-time thing.
Mulder
Who told you that? Obviously, if you do a good job they're not going to stick you back here. (Scully sees Ritter coming in) Right?
RAgent Ritter
Agent Scully, we're all set.
Peyton Ritter, this is Fox Mulder.
RAgent Ritter
It's a pleasure to meet you, Fox.
Mulder
(stays seated; polite, but unenthusiastic) A pleasure to meet you... Peyton.
RAgent Ritter
Off to New York.
[The two of them leave; Mulder watches them go wistfully.]
(on phone) I don't know what to think. (looks up as Fellig passes her) He's, uh... unusual.
Mulder
(on phone) As in he, uh, plugs up like a cork when you stab him? (looking at an image of Fellig's stab wounds on his computer)
Mulder, where are you getting this stuff?
Mulder
Well, young man Ritter has been sending progress reports to Kersh. My computer may have inadvertently intercepted a few of those. He's got nice things to say about you, though... mostly. Why don't you let me do a little background check on Fellig for you.
Mulder
Come on. It's, you know... it's what I do now. I'm getting good at it.
[Scully sighs.]
Mulder
(on phone) Hey, Scully, uh, how's that X-File coming? And before you tell me that it's not an X-File...
Mulder
What happened?
Alfred Fellig seems to know an awful lot about death.
Mulder
Oh, yeah? Well, that's not surprising, given that he's reached the ripe old age of 149.
[A group of men are in a basketball court playing, including Mulder. He makes a basket; stops when Scully enters the gym.]
BPBasketball player
(to Mulder) Hey, Milk, let's play ball. (Mulder waits for Scully to walk closer; player is irritated) Yo, Homestyle, cough up the rock.
[Mulder throws the ball over his shoulder; catches it when thrown back and casually makes a basket.]
Mulder
Game.
BPBasketball player
(shaking his hand) Oh, no, no. Aw, it don't work like that.
Mulder
(joining Scully, ignoring the game) Hey, Homegirl, word up.
Mulder it's my distinct impression that you just cheated. And that you're not coming in again today.
Mulder
Oh, Scully, I got game.
Yeah, you got so much game I'm wondering if you have any work left in you.
Mulder
No, I'm ready to J-O-B just not on some jagoff shoeshine tip.
(VERY small smile) No "jagoff shoeshine tip"?
Mulder
(smile) No background checkin' jagoff shoeshine tip.
Well, about your J-O-B, Mulder somebody's been trying very hard to reach you by phone. Somebody who wants you back at the FBI ASAP.
Mulder
(more serious) About what?
Mulder
You looking for work, Agent Spender? 'Cause if you are, I got a whole pile in that middle drawer that I'd love to shove down someone's throat.
I was just writing you a note. I think you know why I'm here.
Mulder
They found your mother.
She wants to talk to you.
Mulder
I didn't hear the magic word.
Look, Agent Mulder, I'm not going to get down on my knees here.
Mulder
Are you asking me, Agent Spender?
My mother's been gone for almost a year. She turns up in a train car where she's been operated on by a group of doctors who were burned alive. I just want the truth.
Mulder
The truth is out there, Agent Spender. Maybe you should find it for yourself.