| Dana Scully-- Medical doctor. Highly intelligent though obviously serving more out of duty than genuine interest. A spy perhaps? Either way, I don't believe she'll last a week. |
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| I see you've found Agent Mulder's collection of personal files: photos, letters, and written records of personal events that have occured during his time on the X-files. You'll find that these files contain a great deal of information about Agent Scully and their experiences together. I trust that these private files will remain private. No spreading gossip now, you hear? |
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| Our first case. Alien abduction. Case solved to my satifisfaction if no one elses. She's still here, a lot tougher than I gave her credit for. I'll give her that. Maybe she has what it takes. |
| The Private Files of Fox Mulder |
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| The X-files are closed, but I can't stop now. I'm too close. I know Scully doesn't believe, but she believes in me and for now, that's enough. |
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| Scully's gone...and it's my fault. |
| They returned her, hoping her death would destroy me. Instead her survival has given me strength. Scully has her faith...and I have Scully. |
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| The truth I've been so desperate to find may be too little, too late. The truth is, there are aliens among us. I don't know if my father can ever understand the decision I made last night. I only know I could make no other choice. |
| They killed my father. Now, whatever truth he may have known died with him. These men, they have no regard for the lives they steal. No cost is two high to keep their lies covered. I will find justice, if it's the last thing I do. Someone will pay. They killed my father, and I feel like I'm losing my mind. Help me, Scully. |
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| "Scully has cancer... and I'm the one who's dying inside" |
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| Everything I've ever believed is a lie. The only truth I have is slipping away in the darkness of her hospital room. |
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| They can burn my work. It's only paper. I'll piece back together. That's what we do, Scully and I, we piece our lives back together from the ashes. This will be no different. |
| Sometimes when you're lost, you need a light to find your way home. |
| We've cried enough. It's time to smile. |
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| 'I Love you.' So simple do, so hard to say. But today, I did both. I love you, Scully. |
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| Happy New Year, Scully. Here's to old friends and new loves. In this case, us. |