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(Mulder's opening monologue)
Mulder: We wanted to listen... I wanted to believe, but the
tools had been taken away. The X-Files had been shut
down. They closed our eyes. Our voices have been
silenced. Our ears now deaf to the realms of extreme
possibilities.
"The X-Files: Little Green Men"
Mulder: If my Miss Manners served me right, that protrusion
from his left cornea is a salad fork.
"The X-Files: Clyde Bruckman's Final Repose"
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