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Scully: Mulder...toads just fell from the sky!
Mulder: I guess their parachutes didn't open.
"The X-Files: Die Hand Die Verletzt"
Scully: Mulder, you have never remembered my birthday in the
four years I've known you.
Mulder: That's the way I like to celebrate 'em, every four
years. It's like dog years that way...
Scully: Dog years? Thank you....
Mulder: You're welcome. Oh, I got somthin' for ya...
Scully: Oh you've got to be kidding me!
Mulder: It's just something that reminded me of you.
Scully: What? An alien implant?
Mulder: Two actually. I made 'em into earrings.
"The X-Files: Tempus Fugit"
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