Episode: Drive Episode Number: 6x02 Tagline: The Truth is Out There
Working Title: Driven
Farmer: Oh, you people. Come on in.
Mulder: Running down people that buy fertilizer? This is scut work, bozo work-- the FBI equivalent of being made to wear an orange jumpsuit and pick up trash by the side of the highway -- they mean to humiliate us. ---
Mulder: Now, the sun will rise in America tomorrow regardless of whether or not we're at yet another farm investigating yet another enormous pile of doo-doo. We can be in and out in a day. Nobody has to know. ---
Scully: (on phone) Mulder, it's me. You know how to pick them, I'll tell you that. ---
Scully: (on phone) And Mulder, I've
called the CDC. They're on their way but Patrick Crump may be infected.
So you need to quarantine his cell and make sure that anybody who's
had any close contact with him whatsoever has been quarantined as well,
and that means you, Mulder. You're to have no contact with him whatsoever.
Mulder: How about if we just pull over and let me out, too, huh? I must be cramping your style. ---
(Phone rings. Crump looks at it in
frustration then throws it out the window.)
Crump: What are you doing?
Mulder: Crump? Is this what happened to your wife? This same thing? If you stop moving, you die? I think I saw this movie. ---
Scully: How did Crump know to avoid
AD Kersh: (on phone) Agent Scully.
AD Kersh: (on phone) Oh, Agent Scully . . . I think, at this point I want to see him alive even more than you do. ---
Mulder: Crump? Crump, what else can
you tell me about what's happening to you?
Crump: You know, what kind of name
is Mulder, anyway? What is that, like . . . like, Jewish?
Mulder: What caused it?
Mulder: Well, on behalf of the international Jewish conspiracy I just need to inform you that we're . . . almost out of gas. ---
Crump: Yeah, yeah. That's good. Okay.
Hey, uh... The Jew stuff? No offense. I mean, uh . . . A man can't help
who he's born to.
Mulder: Hey, you got to stay alive
if you want to stick it to the government. If you die, you let them
off the hook. Am I right? Huh?
Mulder: We'll figure this out.
Scully: (on phone)Mulder, are you
Crump: But I'll live, right? Well,
that's what it's all about. All right, man. (whacks the back of Mulder's
seat) Let's do it. Mr. Mulder, could you go a little faster, please?
Just a little more is all I need.
Mulder: Why don't you bill me?
Mulder: Okay. So are we done here?
Back to the bozo work investigating huge piles of manure?