Fight Club (7x20)
written by Chris Carter
FIRST MISSIONARY: Good afternoon. I hope we're not bothering you.
BETTY TEMPLETON: Actually, I'm just...
SECOND MISSIONARY: We really won't take up much of your time.
BETTY TEMPLETON: I'm just waiting for a call...
FIRST MISSIONARY: We're all waiting, ma'am ... for the good Lord to call in his flock.
BETTY TEMPLETON: ... from the cable TV people. I'm just moving in. God bless.
MULDER: You have any ideas, Scully, any thoughts?
SCULLY: What I'm thinking, Mulder, is how familiar this seems. Playing Watson to your Sherlock. You dangling clues out in front of me one by one. It's a game, and... and, as usual, you're, you're holding something back from me. You're not telling me something about this case.
SCULLY: Okay, so these agents were investigating something. Something... much like what they themselves were almost killed by. Uh, something they came into contact with. Uh... Third party? Two third parties. Twins? Relatives? A doppelganger? A corporeal likeness that appears unbidden from the spirit world the sight of which presages one's own death or... a double, conjured into the world by a technique called bilocation... which in psychological terms represents the person's secret desires and impulses committing acts that the, uh, real person cannot commit himself... or herself?
FIRST KOKO'S MANAGER: You moved?
LULU PFEIFFER: Yes, and I don't have my new address yet.
FIRST KOKO'S MANAGER: Actually, Miss Pfeiffer, that's what's sending up the red flag. You move a lot and there's also your employment history -- 17 jobs in 17 states in the past three years? You seem to have as many jobs here as you have addresses.
LULU PFEIFFER: I had a restless streak.
FIRST KOKO'S MANAGER: Well, the copy business takes a motivated person.
LULU PFEIFFER: Oh, I'm an extremely versatile employee as you can see by my resume.
FIRST KOKO'S MANAGER: Well, what I can tell is you've left a variety of jobs: Mongolian barbecue chef, high-rise window washer, wild animal trainer, palm reader.
SAPERSTEIN: Ma'anish ta na. [Hebrew: "Yeah, so what else is new?".]
SCULLY: Where have you been?
MULDER: Seeing a side of Kansas City few men have the privilege to see.
SCULLY: What happened to you?
MULDER: I got sucked into a storm drain.
SCULLY: 50 million anonymous donations have been made to sperm banks across the U.S. Most have produced healthy offspring for single mothers or fertility-challenged couples while some of them have not. Bert Zupanic and his non-fraternal biological sibling both small-time bank robbers, part-time pro wrestlers, both with too many idiosyncratic behaviorisms to list stood a 27-million-to-one chance of ever meeting but they did.
SCULLY: I've been thinking hard about that, Mr. Saperstein. I would like to say it has something to do with balance in the universe, the attraction of opposites and the repulsion of equivalents, or that over time, nature produces only so many originals that when two original copies meet that the result is often unpredictable. If four should meet, the result is... well, suffice to say it's better just to avoid these encounters altogether and at all costs. I think Agent Mulder would agree with me.
MULDER: Mm-hmm. Mmmm.