"Ei Aanigoo E'Hoote"
written by Chris Carter
THE THINKER: I... I don't want you to know my real name. I... I just don't think it's that important that you know.
MULDER: Sounds like a line I used in a bar once.
THE THINKER: Look, I'm sorry about the wait but I kinda got this ninja party shaking my butt.
MULDER: Why? What've you got?
THE THINKER: Well if I'm correct I got the original defense departments UFO intelligence files. Everything from the 1940's and up.
THE THINKER: Everything. Roswell, MJ12 and beyond.
MULDER: Are you familiar with the ten commandments, Scully?
SCULLY: You want me to recite them?
MULDER: No. Just number 4, the one about obeying the sabbath, the part about where God made Heaven and Earth but didn't bother to tell anybody about his side projects.
SCULLY: What are you talking about?
MULDER: The biggest lie of all.
SCULLY: What is this?
MULDER: The Holy Grail. The original defense department files. Hard evidence that the government has known about the existance of extraterrestrials for over fifty years.
SCULLY: Where did you get this?
MULDER: Your friendly neighborhood anarchist.
BILL MULDER: No one was supposed to know.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Who could have predicted the future, Bill? That the computers that you and I only dreamed of would someday be home appliances capable of the most technical espionage.
BILL MULDER: The files should have been destroyed.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: They should have, but they weren't. Regret is an inevitable consequence of life.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: As always we maintain plausible denial. The files are only as real as their possible authentication.
BILL MULDER: My name is in those files.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: The files have been encrypted of course. We have a certain luxury of time. We endevored to prevent that fact from ever coming to light.
BILL MULDER: You wouldn't... harm him?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I've protected him this long, haven't I? Your son has been provident in the alliances that he's created. The last thing we need is a martyr in a crusade.
SCULLY: I need to know one more thing, Mulder. Why did you attack Skinner?
MULDER: I've thought of that, Scully. I honestly can't say.
SCULLY: Mulder, I'm being called into Skinner's office this afternoon, they're gonna want answers and I'd like some good ones to give them.
MULDER: So you can clear your conscience and your name?! You've been making reports on me since the beginning, Scully, taking your little notes!
SCULLY: Mulder, you're sick, you're not thinking straight, I'm on your side. You know that.
MULDER: Look, you have my files and you have my gun. Don't ask me for my trust.
SCULLY: Mulder, Mulder it's me. Here drink some of that, you haven't had any water in over 36 hours. Your shoulder's going to be fine. The round went through nice and clean.
MULDER: You shot me.
SCULLY: Yes, I did. You didn't give me much choice, you were going to shoot Krycek.
MULDER: Why'd you shoot me? He's the one.
SCULLY: If he is, then his weapon is probably the same one that killed your father.
MULDER: What are you talking about?
SCULLY: If you killed Krycek with that weapon there would have been no way to prove that you didn't kill your father.
MULDER: How'd you know it was Krycek?
SCULLY: I didn't. I went back to your apartment to pull the slug from the wall, but I noticed an unmarked van delivering soft water and I found this in one of the tanks servicing your building.
MULDER: What is it?
SCULLY: It's a dyalysis filter. It's a device used in the transmission of substance to solution, considering the level of psychosis you were experiencing, it was probably LSD, amphetamines of some kind of exotic dopamine.
MULDER: You said you knew I was coming.
ALBERT: In the desert, things find a way to survive. Secrets are like this too. They push their way up through the sands of deception so that men can know them.
MULDER: But why me?
ALBERT: You are prepared to accept the truth aren't you, to sacrifice yourself to it.
ALBERT: There was a tribe of indians who lived here more than 600 years ago. Their name was Anasazi, it means ancient aliens. No evidence of their fate exists. Historians say they disappeared without a trace. They say that because they will not sacrifice themselves to the truth.
MULDER: And what is the truth?
ALBERT: Nothing disappears without a trace.