The X-Files · Season 3
Oh, Chrissy, thank God you're all right.
How dare you come here!
Chrissy, I did everything I could.
Don't I know it, you bastard!
Chrissy! Don't you remember?
What the hell is going on up there?
Chrissy! I love you!
No other object has been misidentified as a flying saucer more often than the planet Venus.
Really?
Even the former leader of your United States of America, James Earl Carter Jr., thought he saw a UFO once... But it's been proven he only saw the planet Venus.
I'm a Republican.
Venus was at its peak brilliance last night. You probably thought you saw something up in the sky other than Venus, but I assure you, it was Venus.
I know... What I saw.
Your scientists have yet to discover how neural networks create self-consciousness, let alone how the human brain processes two-dimensional retinal images into the three-dimensional phenomenon known as perception. Yet you somehow brazenly declare seeing is believing? Mister Crikenson, your scientific illiteracy makes me shudder, and I wouldn't flaunt your ignorance by telling anyone that you saw anything last night other than the planet Venus, because if you do, you're a dead man.
You... can't threaten me.
I just did.
(about Scully and Mulder) One of them was disguised as a woman, but wasn't pulling it off. Like, her hair was red, but it was a little too red, y'know? And the other one, the tall, lanky one, his face was so blank and expressionless. He didn't even seem human. I think he was a mandroid.
(repeated line) Roswell!Roswell!
Aren't you nervous telling me all this? Receiving all those death threats?
Well, hey, I didn't spend all those years playing Dungeons & Dragons and not learn a little something about courage.
And though we may not be alone in the universe, in our own separate ways, on this planet we are all alone.
[In the posh apartment of a Madam]
Business is booming.
I think you mean banging.
I called him Ahab and he called me Starbuck. So I named my dog Queequeg. It's funny, I just realized something.
It's a bizarre name for a dog, huh?
No. How much you're like Ahab. You're so... consumed by your personal vengeance against life, whether it be its inherent cruelties or its mysteries, that everything takes on a warped significance to your megalomaniacal cosmology.
Scully, are you coming on to me?
Don't lay this off on me, you sneaky son of a bitch, you pulled me into this situation because you didn't have the courage to reveal the truth yourself.
Feel better now?
You're a coward! You work in the shadows, you feed me scraps of information, hoping that I can piece it together. You make me risk my life, you risk my partner's life and you never risk your own! [X turns and starts to leave, Mulder aims and cocks his gun at X] You're not walking away from this.
You're risking your life right now.. [X turns and looks at Mulder] You failed. This is your success? Killing me? The truth is... you need me, Agent Mulder.
[Mulder shoves Cigarette Smoking Man against a wall in a hospital and points a gun in his face]
You wanna smoke that, or do you wanna smoke on this?
Are you giving me a choice?
I should shoot you right here, but they probably would be able to save you.
Do it, do it Agent Mulder.
Or maybe shoot a bullet through your brain so you'd be bedridden for the rest of your life.
How is she?
What do you care?
I've known your mother since before you were born, Fox.
[The Cigarette Smoking Man enters an isolation cell, Jeremiah Smith sits strapped in a chair, CSM lights up a cigarette and takes a seat in front of Jeremiah]
..This becomes a responsibility - [sighs lightly] - The thing that I'm now called upon to put right and put down. Certainly you expected nothing less.
I'm not ashamed of my actions.
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.
I no longer believe in the greater purpose.
Then your fate is just.
My justice is not for you to mete out; You may have reason, you have no right. You have no means either.
[irritated] 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?
What do you give them?
We give them happiness, and they give us authority.
The authority to take away their freedom under the guise of democracy.
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.
At what cost to them?
The question is irrelevant, and the outcome inevitable. The date is set.
[Jeremiah Smith transforms into Deep Throat, CSM is surprised, somewhat shocked]
(as 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?
[CSM, still slightly rattled and uncomfortable, gets up and prepares to leave, bangs on the cell door, turns and faces Jeremiah]
I'm not impressed by your miracles or moved by your trickery. Your justice will be meted out.
(as Deep Throat) By whom this time and by what tool?
[Cell door opens, CSM turns away, takes a step outside the door and then turns back to face Jeremiah]
..By those who possess the tool of your destruction.
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