I told you Clearly they've teed it up for season 11 there. But after this revival, do you think the fans will want another one?
I just want to know one thing. In all of the opportunities Mulder et al have had to shoot that son of a b.... why is he still alive? Just shoot him!! I really never liked the smoking man stuff to be quite honest. It's a never ending circle.
I think you need to have that "nemesis" figure. But that ending?? *mic drop*
Tear out the pages with all the bad news
Pipperoo
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I've compiled some of my favorite Mulder Quotes. One of the reasons I love this show so much. Feel free to add to it!
(sorry it's long) The episode title is at the beginning in case you want to see the show from where it came.
Greatest Fox Mulder Quotes
Pilot Episode : Mulder: (without looking who enters) Sorry, nobody down here but the FBI's most unwanted.
Squeeze: Mulder: Do you have any idea what liver and onions go for on Reticula?
Mulder: Is there any way I can get it off my fingers quickly without betraying my cool exterior? (flicks it off his hand)
Shadows: Mulder: Do you know how hard it is to fake your own death? Only one man has pulled it off: Elvis.
EBE: To Scully Mulder: I think it’s remotely plausible that someone might think you’re hot.
Miracle Man: Scully: Maybe we should head backstage and see what the Reverend has to say.
Mulder: No, wait. This is the part where they bring out Elvis.
Shapes: Ish: I could smell you a mile away.
Mulder: Well, they told me that even though my deodorant is made for a woman, it's strong enough for a man.
The Host: Mulder: That's good. I didn't wanna tell Skinner his murder suspect was a giant bloodsucking worm.
Blood: Mulder: Have you ever come across this chemical compound?
Langly: L.S.D.M. Obviously, you haven't read our August edition of "T.L.G."
Mulder: Oh, sorry boys. It arrived the same day as my subscription to "Celebrity Skin."
3: The Son: Don't you want to live forever?
Mulder: Not if drawstring pants come back in style.
Excelsis Dei: Scully: Good morning.
Mulder: Whatever tape you found in that VCR, it isn't mine.
Scully: Good, because I put it back in that drawer with all those other videos that aren't yours.
Die hand Die Verletzt: Scully: Mulder, toads just fell from the sky!
Mulder: I guess their parachutes didn't open.
Syzygy
Detective White: These are good kids we're talking about. Outstanding students. And the details they gave... I doubt they could have made them up.
Scully: Let me guess. They told you about a wild beast entering in on a black mass, the drinking of blood, the sacrifice of an infant or a blond virgin.
Detective White: Yeah. That's right. Excuse me.
Scully: Where's she going?
Mulder: You don't suppose she's a virgin, do you?
Scully: I doubt she's even a blond.
Mulder: I was hoping you could help me solve the mystery of the horny beast.
[Scully and Mulder both reach for the latex gloves]
Mulder: Go ahead.
Scully: No, you go ahead.
Mulder: No, no, no. Be my guest. I know how much you like snapping on the latex.
Mulder: Let me drive.
Scully: I’m driving.
Mulder: Scully, it’s not what you think.
Scully: I didn’t see anything anyway.
Mulder: Will you let me drive!?
Scully: [angry] I’m driv-- why do you always have to drive? Because you’re the guy? Because you’re the big macho-man?
Mulder: I was just never sure your little feet could reach the pedals.
Mulder: Eh, Scully, if I’m not mistaken, we’re gonna be taking a left up here... eh, there’s an intersection up here, you’re gonna wanna... Scully! You’re gonna, wanna...! You just... ran a stop sign back there, Scully.
Scully: Shut up, Mulder.
Mulder: ..Sure, fine, whatever.
Piper Maru
Morgan: What the hell is that?
Mulder: Looks like the fuselage of a plane.
Scully: It's a North American P-51 Mustang.
Mulder: I just got very turned on.
Quagmire
Scully: I called him Ahab and he called me Starbuck. So I named my dog Queequeg. It's funny, I just realized something.
Mulder: It's a bizarre name for a dog, huh?
Scully: 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.
Mulder: Scully, are you coming on to me?
Detour
Agent Kinsley: Last year was something of a personal revelation. We were doing an exercise called "Team Builders," where we were given two minutes to build a tower out of ordinary office furniture.
Agent Stonecypher: When I stood on Mike's shoulders and I put that electric pencil sharpener on top of the pile, we both knew - we could never have done it alone.
Mulder: (leaning over to Scully, whispering) Kill me now.
Agent Kinsley: You ever been to one of these team seminars, Agent Scully?
Scully: Um... I think I went to a constructive problem-solving course when I first joined the bureau.
Agent Stonecypher: Oh did you play that game where you can't use any negative words?
Agent Kinsley: I couldn't believe how hard it was not to use the word "but!"
Mulder: (falsely enthusiastic) I'm having that same problem right now!
Mulder: I was told once that the best way to regenerate body heat is to crawl naked into a sleeping bag with somebody else who was already naked. (scoots closer to her)
Scully: (grinning) Maybe if it rained sleeping bags, you'll get lucky. [Mulder looks up at Scully in surprise; she continues working on getting the bullet apart.] You ever thought seriously about dying?
Mulder: Yeah, once, when I was at the Ice Capades.
Chinga Mulder: Maybe you don't know what you're looking for.
Scully: Like evidence of conjury or the black arts or shamanism, divination, Wicca or any kind of pagan or neo-pagan practice. Charms, cards, familiars, bloodstones, or hex signs or any of the ritual tableaux associated with the occult, Santeria, Voudoun, Macumba, or any high or low magic?
Mulder: Scully?
Scully: Yes?
Mulder: Marry me.
Scully: I was hoping for something a little more helpful.
BAD BLOOD:
Mulder: Okay, now you're scaring me. I want to hear exactly what you're going to tell Skinner.
Scully: Oh, you want us to get our stories straight.
Mulder: No, no, no - I didn't say that. I just want to hear it the way you saw it.
Scully: I don't feel comfortable with that.
Mulder: Prison, Scully. Your cell mate's nickname is going to be Large Marge. She's going to read a lot of Gertrude Stein.
[Scully finds Mulder barely conscious in their hotel room]
Scully: Mulder?
Mulder: ..Who's the black private dick that's a sex machine to all the chicks? Shaft! Can ya dig it? (Scully looks at Mulder, disbelieving)They say this cat Shaft is a bad mother- shut your mouth! Talkin' 'bout Shaft.
The Red and The Black Krycek: You must be losing it, Mulder. I can beat you with one hand.
Mulder: Isn't that how you like to beat yourself?
[Krycek cocks gun]
Mulder: If those were my last words, I can do better.
The Beginning Mulder: [Scrapes nail from wall] Ah. Somebody broke a nail.
Scully: Is it an animal?
Mulder: Well, it ain't RuPaul
Drive
Scully: Uh, Virgil Nokes? I'm Agent Scully. This is Agent Mulder. We're with the FBI.
(Mulder, in dark sunglasses, leans against one of the porch supports very bored and petulant, eating sunflower seeds.)
Farmer: Jehovah's Witness?
Scully: No, sir. Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Mulder: But we do have a free copy of the Watchtower for you if you'd like.
How The Ghosts Stole Christmas
Scully: I see. (dryly) The dark, gothic manor... the, uh, omnipresent low fog hugging the thicket of overgrowth... Wait- is that a hound I hear baying out on the moors?
Mulder: No. Actually that was a left cheek sneak.
[Mulder and Scully have just found a corpse.]
Scully: You know what's weird?
Mulder: What?
Scully: Mulder, she's wearing my outfit.
Mulder: How embarrassing.
One Son:
Mulder: There must be some kind of mistake. I signed up for the aroma therapy treatment.
