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AI response: skinner [blushing furiously]: but mulder, it could never work, im the assistant director of the fbi, you're one of my agents...... mulder [panting heavily]: I want to believe you; to believe that the FBI is doing your bidding. But you aren't a police officer I can trust you: you're a salesman, I'm an accountant, i have to pay your commissions - i know that's true. - i'm one of your clients, but im sorry; you are another client, another agency, another person; you are my one man army, no one else will accept you, and no one will accept me. - and you've paid my commission... SKINNER [hiding his head in mulder's chest]: But... it's a gross violation of regulations... you work under me... MULDER [holding skinner's head in his hands]: I'll always be under you, brother... You have no business to use the blood of slaves for anything other than... for cleaning and cooking and bathing and getting all sorts of things done! I'll never allow you to go anywhere else on earth! You and me! [murmurs] MULDER [crying] My body... my soul... are going to go to hell! [murmurs] |
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MULDER: The aurora borealis? At this time of day, at this time of year, in this part of the country, localized entirely in your kitchen? SKINNER: Yes. MULDER: That's incredible! I'm going to get Scully down here. *Mulder reaches for his phone. Skinner grabs Mulder's hand and looks intensely into his eyes* SKINNER: I've got a more delightfully devilish idea... *Mulder picks up Mulder's phone. He presses his lips to the dial as if he's trying to dial a phone number. Suddenly the door opens. Scully looks at the ceiling in disbelief.* SKINNER: What is it? Mulder and Mulder stare at each other.* SKINNER: A big pile of dead bodies. The roof begins to crumble away from Mulder's home. Scully watches and shakes her head.* |
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