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Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States 
- Do you know what it feels like when you are beaten to a pulp? Calm. I felt calm. I like hovering, watching everything that is happening to me. And then I woke up, and nothing has changed. I feel humiliated every day. Duck. Kate. Sarita. None of the world. No rest. Attempts continue to arrive. 
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Scully: I'm driving! Why do you always have to drive?! Because
you're the guy? Because you're the big, macho man?
Mulder: No! I was just never sure your little feet could reach
the pedals.
"The X-Files: Syzygy"
Mulder: Either we're dealing with a psychotic religious fanatic
who's hell bent on exposing these kinds of frauds, or a
less pragmatic psycho who harbours a murderous
resentment towards the church, or maybe it's just a...
uh... very disgruntled altar boy.
"The X-Files: Revelations"
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