Scully and I will be back to relieve you in eight hours if Tooms doesn't show,' Mulder promised. 'Right here.''You got it,' Kennedy said. Then he added in an undertone, 'Spooky.

I'm sure they just felt more comfortable talking to me.''Why would I make them so uncomfortable?' Mulder asked.Scully faced him, hesitating... 'It's probably because of your... reputation.''Reputation?' he echoed, sounding puzzled. 'I have a reputation?'Mulder was deliberately giving her a hard time... 'They feel your methods, your theories are...''Spooky?' Mulder guessed. 'What about you? You think I'm... spooky?

Mulder' she said gently. 'They don't want you involved. They don't want to hear your theories. That's why Section Chief Blevins has you hidden away down here in the basement.' Mulder didn't seem at all hurt by this. 'You're down here too,' he pointed out cheerfully. Scully slumped in her chair... Couldn't he ever take no for an answer?

It smells like... I think it's bile. Tooms must have taken it from his victims' livers.''Oh,' Mulder said. He sounded a little sick. 'Do you think there's any way I can quickly get it off my finger without betraying my cool exterior?'... Mulder hastily wiped his hand on the floor.