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Date: Domingo, 20 de Dezembro de 1998 22:49

Hey all :D

After a long and cold winter... Comments are back!!!!

Destaques:
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- Depois de tanta espera por um roteiro do "The King" tenho q confessar que a historia do Chuckye ta mais do que batida...

- A culpa contudo deve ser dqla musiquinha maldita q nao para de tocar o episodio inteiro

- O melhor do episodio esta mais uma vez no q ele mostra sobre o relacionamento M&S:
. DS tentado tirar merecidas ferias ha muito planejadas acaba pra variar atraindo problemas... Vai cair justamente no supermercado da cidade onde o acogueiro acaba de se matar, ser assassinado, something like that...
. FM fica perdido sem DS e usa todas as desculpas do mundo pra ligar pra ela, inclusive explicacoes totalmente racionais e logicas pra explicar os assassinatos...
. A cena final ilustra bem a dependencia dos dois: eles mal conseguem disfarcar a dependencia: See? I'm perfectly well without you... Sure, Fine, Whatever...

- DS dessa vez desconta todas as vezes q FM bateu o telefone na cara dela...

- Parece q qdo esta sozinha DS faz o homework pq sabia todas as definicoes de bruxaria incluindo algumas questionaveis como candomble e macumba. Mulder ficou tao empolgado q a pediu em casamento :D So cute :DDD

- GA arrasa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aqla cena da banheira... perfeita!!!!

- DD esta otimo fazendo um FM completamente perdido mas, ao mesmo tempo, se divertido a beca como um garoto sozinho no parque de diversoes...

- Sei nao mas acho q o episodio tinha que ter terminado com a cena do lapis no teto....antologica!!!


Cenas
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. DS dirigindo um conversivel... Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!

. Todas as cenas em q DS desligou o telefone na cara do FM

. Antologica, inesquecivel, perfeita aqle close na cara da GA na cena da banheira!!! Aqla expressao diz mais q mil palavras! GA rula definitivamente. Essa e uma das minhas cenas prediletas...

. A cena final do lapis e hilaria. O PDF do FM pra DS e covardia...


Frases
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Scully's pumping gas (at a FULL SERVE gas station, no less), wearing her tight tourist t-shirt (it reads "Maine - The Way Life Should Be"), her cellular phone rings
Scully: "Scully."
Mulder: "Hey, Scully, it's me." (we see Mulder rocking on the back of a chair, whose chair, I'm not sure, Scully's?)
Scully: "Mulder, I thought we had an agreement. We were both going to take the weekend off."
Mulder: "Right, right, right. I know. But I ... I just received some information about ... about a case. A classic x-file ... classic. Wanted to share it with you."
Scully: "Mulder, I’m on vacation. The weather is clear. I'm looking forward to hitting the road and breathing in some of this fine New England air."
Mulder: "You didn't rent a convertible, did you?"
Scully: "Why?"
Mulder: "Are you aware of the statistics of decapitation?" (cute ref to the conversation with Krycek in Ascension)
Scully: "Mulder, I'm hanging up. I'm turning off my cell phone. I'm back in the office on Monday."
Mulder: "You shouldn't uh ... talk and drive at the same time, either. Are you aware of the statistics ...? Hello?"
(Scully's hung up on him)
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People with closed-captioning see the name, "Attack of the Killer Africans; 9 p.m., Sunday.", another title for
"World's Deadliest Swarms", what Mulder was supposedly watching on TV ... yeah, right! The captioning people obviously forgot to add "Bees", no offence intended to our African friends, I'm sure :-)

Mulder: (eating sunflower seeds, watching his porno, as the phone rings) "Mulder."
Scully: "Mulder, it's me."
Mulder: "I thought you were on vacation."
Scully: "I am. I’m up in Maine."
Mulder: "I thought you said you didn't want to be disturbed. You wanted to get out of your head for a few days."
Scully: "I don't ... I mean, I do. What are you watching, Mulder?"
Mulder: "It's 'The World's Deadliest Swarms'. Um ... You said you were going to be unreachable. What's going on?"
Scully: "I, uh ... I’m at a market here. I’m just trying to give the local PD a handle here."
Mulder: "A handle on what?"
Scully: "Well, I’m not quite sure how to describe it, Mulder. I didn't witness it myself, but there seems to be some kind of an outbreak of people acting in a violent involuntary way."
Mulder: "Towards who?"
Scully: "Toward themselves."
Mulder: "Themselves?"
Scully: "Yeah. Beating at their faces, clawing at their eyes. One man is dead."
Mulder: "Dead? How?"
Scully: "Self-inflicted, it appears."
Mulder: "Huh ... it sounds to me like that's witchcraft or maybe some sorcery that you're looking for there."
Scully: "No, I don't think it's witchcraft, Mulder, or sorcery. I've had a look around and I don't see any evidence of anything that warrants that kind of suspicion."
Mulder: "Yeah, well, maybe you don't know what you're looking for."
Scully: "Like evidence of conjury or the black arts? Or shamanism, divination, Wicca, or any kind of pagan or neopagan practice? Charms, cards, familiars, bloodstones or hex signs. Or any of the ritual tableau associated with the occult; Santeria, Voudoun, Macumba, or any high or low magic?"
Mulder: "Scully..."
Scully: "Yes?"
Mulder: "Marry me."
Scully: "I was hoping for something a little more helpful."
Mulder: "Well, you know, short of looking for a lady wearing a pointy hat riding a broomstick I think you pretty much got it covered there."
Scully: "Thanks anyway."
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The phone rings at the Wee Laddies and Lassies Daycare where Jane has killed herself with a broken record.
After Capt. Jack answers, he hands the phone to Scully.
Scully: "Hello?"
Mulder: "Hey, morning, sunshine."
Scully: "Mulder?"
Mulder: "Yeah. I was a little worried about you. I was wondering if you needed my help up there."
Scully: "Needed your help on what?"
Mulder: "I left you a message at the motel. You didn't get it?"
Scully: "I was up and out this morning. Mulder?"
Mulder: "Yeah?"
Scully: "What's that noise? Where are you?"
Mulder: "I'm at home. They're doing construction right out the window. Hold on a second. Fellas! Can ya just keep it down for a second, maybe?! (we see Mulder, in black Joe Boxer undies that look like shorts, bouncing a basketball off his coffee table. He tosses it aside, making a noise as it hits something, he grimaces) Thank you. Yeah, hey. I was ... I was thinking about this case. You know, maybe it's not witchcraft after all. Maybe there's a ... maybe there's a scientific explanation."
Scully: "A scientific explanation?"
Mulder: "Yeah, a medical cause. Something called 'chorea'."
Scully: "Dancing sickness."
Mulder: "Yeah, St. Vitus's dance. (Mulder has walked over to his fridge, empty save for an orange juice container, which he picks up and takes a slug from) It affects groups of people causing unexplained outbursts of uncontrollable jerks and spasms."
Scully: "Yeah, and hasn't been seen or diagnosed since the Middle Ages."
Mulder: (Reacts to the obviously bad juice, looks at the best before date, OCT '97, and spits it back into the container) "Oh, you're obviously not a fan of 'American Bandstand', Scully."
Scully: "Mulder?"
Mulder: "Yeah?"
Scully: "Thanks for the help." (she hangs up on him, again)
Mulder: "Hello?"
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Scully: "Scully."
Mulder: "Hey, I thought you weren't answering your cell phone?" (he's sitting at a desk, in front of an upside-down map of Kentucky, for some reason, with what looks like a magnifying glass lens on it, twirling the phone cord like a jump rope)
Scully: "Then why did you call?"
Mulder: "I ... uh ... I had a new thought about this case you're on. There's a viral infection that's spread by simple touch ..."
Scully: "Mulder ... are there any references in occult literature to ... objects that have the power to ... direct human behavior?"
Mulder: "What types of objects?"
Scully: "Uh, like a doll, for instance."
Mulder: "You mean, like Chucky?" (refers to the demon doll in the movie, "Child's Play")
Scully: "Yeah, kind of like that."
Mulder: (he begins to walk over to HIS desk, which begs the question yet again, whose desk was he sitting at? Scully's?) "Well, yeah, the talking doll myth is well established in literature, especially in New England. The fetish, or juju, is believed to pass on magical powers onto its possessor. Some of the early witches were condemned for little more than proclaiming that these objects existed. The supposed witch having premonitory visions and things ... Why do you ask?"
Scully: "I was just curious."
Mulder: "You didn't find a talking doll, did you, Scully?"
Scully: "No, no. Of course not. Ahhh ..."
Mulder: "I would suggest that you check the back of the doll for a ... a plastic ring with a string on it. (on his end of the phone, he makes a circle with his hands, on her end, she rolls her eyes and shakes her head) That would be my first ... Hello?" (she's hung up on him, again!)
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We see Mulder sharpening a pencil, lining it up with a handful of others on his desk, the door opens and
Scully enters

Mulder: "Oh, hey, Scully. How you doing? (he covers the pencils with his hands) How are you feeling? Rested?"
Scully: "I feel fine." (she stares intently at his "I Want To Believe" poster)
Mulder: "What?"
Scully: "That poster... Where'd you get it?"
Mulder: "Oh, I got it down on M Street at some head shop about five years ago."
Scully: "Hmm."
Mulder: "Why?"
Scully: "No, I just ... wanted to send one to somebody."
Mulder: "You do?"
Scully: "Mm-hmm." (she starts to walk behind him, still staring at the poster)
Mulder: "Who?" (spoken louder than usual, with a fake little cough at the end, covering up the sound as hepushes the pencils into his drawer)
Scully: "Oh, just ... some guy. Jack. (sounds more like "Jaaaccckk", really drawn out. She walks back to the front of his desk) M street?"
Mulder: "Yeah. Hey, does this have something to do with that case you were working on?"
Scully: "Case? (she looks away, contemplating the case, then looks back) Uh, yeah. Yes, it does."
Mulder: "Did you solve it?"
Scully: "Me? No. No. I was, uh, I was on vacation. Just ... getting out of my own head for a few days. What about you? Did you, uh, get anything done while I was gone?"
Mulder: "Oh, God. I mean, it's amazing what I can accomplish without incessant meddling or questioning into everything I do. It's just ... (a pencil falls, he looks up and another one falls causing Scully to slowly look up at the ceiling ... covered in pencils hanging from their sharpened tips. More pencils begin falling on him) There's ... GOT to be an explanation."
Scully: "Oh, I don't know. I think some things are better left unexplained." (another pencil falls right on his head
and Scully gives him a Look, such as a mother would look at a child that's doing something silly)

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