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Malmohus Lan, Sweden 
Scully: (as Mulder is pointing the TV bunny-ears at her
forehead) You still planning on making a home here?
Mulder: Nah. Not if I can't get the Knicks game.
Scully: Well, as long as the brutal infanticide doesn't weigh
into your decision...G'night Mulder.
Mulder: G'night MOM...
"The X-Files: Home"
Mulder: OK, it's not yet the finely detailed insanity that
you've come to expect from me, but...
Scully: From a dry skin sample, you're concluding, what? - that
he's some kind of fat-sucking vampire?
"The X-Files: 2SHY"
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